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A Certain Rich Man by William Allen White

A CERTAIN RICH MAN

by

WILLIAM ALLEN WHITE

Author of "Stratagems and Spoils," "The Court of Boyville," etc.

The MacMillan Company New York . Boston . Chicago Atlanta . San Francisco

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A Certain Rich Man

New York The MacMillan Company 1909 All rights reserved Copyright, 1909, By The MacMillan Company. Set up and electrotyped. Published July, 1909. Norwood Press J. S. Cushing Co.--Berwick & Smith Co. Norwood, Mass., U.S.A.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER I 1 CHAPTER II 15 CHAPTER III 30 CHAPTER IV 51 CHAPTER V 59 CHAPTER VI 72 CHAPTER VII 84 CHAPTER VIII 95 CHAPTER IX 105 CHAPTER X 118 CHAPTER XI 135 CHAPTER XII 150 CHAPTER XIII 165 CHAPTER XIV 176 CHAPTER XV 193 CHAPTER XVI 206 CHAPTER XVII 227 CHAPTER XVIII 243 CHAPTER XIX 262 CHAPTER XX 275 CHAPTER XXI 294 CHAPTER XXII 304 CHAPTER XXIII 319 CHAPTER XXIV 334 CHAPTER XXV 339 CHAPTER XXVI 355 CHAPTER XXVII 365 CHAPTER XXVIII 382 CHAPTER XXIX 405 CHAPTER XXX 428

BOOK I

A CERTAIN RICH MAN

CHAPTER I

The woods were as the Indians had left them, but the boys who were playing there did not realize, until many years afterwards, that they had moved in as the Indians moved out. Perhaps, if these boys had known that they were the first white boys to use the Indians' playgrounds, the realization might have added zest to the make-believe of their games; but probably boys between seven and fourteen, when they play at all, play with their fancies strained, and very likely these little boys, keeping their stick-horse livery-stable in a wild-grape arbour in the thicket, needed no verisimilitude. The long straight hickory switches--which served as horses--were arranged with their butts on a rotting log, whereon some grass was spread for their feed. Their string bridles hung loosely over the log. The horsemen swinging in the vines above, or in the elm tree near by, were preparing a raid on the stables of other boys, either in the native lumber town a rifle-shot away or in distant parts of the woods. When the youngsters climbed down, they straddled their hickory steeds and galloped friskily away to the creek and drank; this was part of the rites, for tradition in the town of their elders said that whoever drank of Sycamore Creek water immediately turned horse thief. Having drunk their fill at the ford, they waded it and left the stumpy road, plunging into the underbrush, snorting and puffing and giggling and fussing and complaining--the big ones at the little ones and the little ones at the big ones--after the manner of mankind.


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