Excerpt from The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, 1858, Vol. 52 I an a volume of slow-rising smoke O'ertop the loft wood that skirts the Wild. A vagabond an useless tribe there eat Their miserable meal. A kettle, Slung between two poles, upon a stick transverse, Receives the morsel. Hard-faring me, They pick their fuel out of every hedge, Whio kindled with dry leaves and wood, just saves The spark of life. The s ortive wind blows wide Their fluttering rags, an shows a tawny skin The vellum of the ...
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Excerpt from The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, 1858, Vol. 52 I an a volume of slow-rising smoke O'ertop the loft wood that skirts the Wild. A vagabond an useless tribe there eat Their miserable meal. A kettle, Slung between two poles, upon a stick transverse, Receives the morsel. Hard-faring me, They pick their fuel out of every hedge, Whio kindled with dry leaves and wood, just saves The spark of life. The s ortive wind blows wide Their fluttering rags, an shows a tawny skin The vellum of the pedigree they claim.' About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at ... This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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