The Precipice; A Novel by Elia Wilkinson PeattieThe Precipice; A Novel by Elia Wilkinson Peattie

The Precipice; A Novel

byElia Wilkinson Peattie

Paperback | October 12, 2012

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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. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ...but it won't you--not if you 're the same Honora I played with when I was a boy. You had pluck for two of us trousered animals--were the best of the lot. I want you to come here and stake out a new claim. You may get to be a millionaire yet--in good luck and happiness, I mean. "I'm taking it for granted that you and the babies will soon be on your way to me, and I 'm putting everything in readiness. The fire is laid, the cupboard stored, the latchstring is hanging where you 'll see it as you cross the state line. "You understand I'm being selfish in this. I not only want, but I need, you. You always seemed more like a sister than a cousin to me, and to have you come here and make a home out of my house seems too good to be true. "There are a lot of things to be learned out here, but I'll not give them a name. All I can say is, living with these mountains makes you different. They're like men and women, I take it. (The mountains, I mean.) The more they are ravaged by internal fires and scoured by snow-slides, the more interesting they become. "Then it's so still it gives you a chance to think, and by the time you 've had a good bout of it, you find out what is really important and what is n't. You 'll understand after you 've been here awhile. "I mean what I say, Honora. I want you and the babies. Come ahead. Don't think. Work--pack--and get out here where Time can have a chance at your wounds. "Am I making you understand how I feel for you? I guess you know your old playmate and coz, "karl Wander. "P.S. My dried-up old bach heart jumps at the thought of having the kiddies in the house. I 'll bet they 're wonders.' There was an inclosure for Kate. It read:--"Mv Dear Miss Barrington:--"I see that you're one of the folk who can be counted...
Title:The Precipice; A NovelFormat:PaperbackDimensions:96 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.2 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217632068

ISBN - 13:9780217632065