The Man-stories of a Black Snake by William Arthur BoordThe Man-stories of a Black Snake by William Arthur Boord

The Man-stories of a Black Snake

byWilliam Arthur Boord

Paperback | February 9, 2012

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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.1898 Excerpt: ... VIII. The Old Man In The Log Hut. Uncle Stretcher lay convulsed with laughter. His long body shivered from end to end. The little snakes on their arrival caught the infection, and began to laugh they knew not why. Coila said she 'could not help it, because uncle looked so funny.' Wriggle made no attempt to explain his emotions, which goes to show that they were both children of nature. When their mother appeared, she glanced from one to the other in utter perplexity. Then she also began to laugh. And so they all lay, with Uncle Stretcher leading the dance of inconsequent merriment. Presently he subsided, and as the other three were merely laughing from sympathy, and quite without reason, they also did the same. 'What is the joke?' at length ventured Widow Scaley. 'The joke/ replied the old snake, 'is at present entirely my own property--a sudden gleam of recollection. As it is rather a lengthy affair, I think I will make it the subject of to-night's Man-story.' There was general satisfaction at this, and even the inquisitive Wriggle had no questions to ask. 'A little way out of Trial Harbour,' he began, 'on the track to Heemskirk, overlooking a button grass swamp, stood, perhaps stands, a log hut. This was in the early days of the mining fever, and Zeehan had only just commenced its existence. Trial Harbour is in reality no harbour at all, but merely a small bay protected by a reef of rock, over which the slightest swell bursts in an avalanche of spray and foam. Behind this reef is a landing-place, but no anchorage. No vessel has ever called at Trial Harbour except with considerable risk, and every visitor lies ready to stand out to sea at a moment's notice. 'On a coasting vessel which occasionally traded between the north-western ports and Hobart, accordin...
Title:The Man-stories of a Black SnakeFormat:PaperbackDimensions:36 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.07 inPublished:February 9, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:021759753X

ISBN - 13:9780217597531