This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1891 edition. Excerpt: ...ter pay fur it, that's whar the rub come. It's mighty hard ter starve," concluded Watson, rubbing his cuff across his eyes, "but it cuts wuss somehow when ye ain't used ter it." ' Ah, Watson! Mrs. Thurston lying there, so white and suffering, was only illustrating the pathos of your own destiny, for is ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1891 edition. Excerpt: ...ter pay fur it, that's whar the rub come. It's mighty hard ter starve," concluded Watson, rubbing his cuff across his eyes, "but it cuts wuss somehow when ye ain't used ter it." ' Ah, Watson! Mrs. Thurston lying there, so white and suffering, was only illustrating the pathos of your own destiny, for is there anything worse than a starvation which begins with life, ends only with death, and includes not only the stomach but the soul? CHAPTER XVII MRS. 'rnoRs'ron's DEATH Mas. Tnnxsron never rose from her bed again. The next morning John was visited by the officer who came to compel him to vacate the farm. John had received notice some time previously of the foreclosure of the mortgage, but had delayed preparations for departure from day to day, with a desperate feeling that he knew not where to go. Now it seemed as if a decision were imminent, but he could do nothing in the critical condition of his mother. "Will you turn a dying woman out of doors?" he said to the constable. "My mother can hardly live more than a day or two, and I should like to have her die peacefully in her bed, without being troubled by anxiety as to my future in her last moments." "Well, Mr. Thurston," replied the constable, "my orders is to vacate the premises immejit; but if the old lady lingers on a day or two, that is, if she's as bad as you say, I'll wait on ye peaceable like. I'm darned if I'll hold the office after this year," he added; " I ben kept that busy turnin' folks out o' doors lately, I ain't had my reg'lar sleep, besides the strain on a man's narves," and the officer scratched his head anxiously as...
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