
Sunset Volume 8-9
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. 1901 edition. Excerpt: ...mountain, The shot is harder far; Nor has he shot from the day The feather sways and trembles--He clipt the pale hawk-feather, Steady, Shooting Starr! And took his lonely way. 'Bravo...
Paperback: 256 pages
Publisher: RareBooksClub.com (June 27, 2012)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1236529456
ISBN-13: 978-1236529459
Product Dimensions: 7.4 x 0.5 x 9.7 inches
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a slim tip drifting, 'You all are young, all shooters; Afloat in the low sun-flame; Let two come out the door: AYhile forward leaps the winner, Shooting Starr is darkening. With a curse on his rival's aim. And he would shoot once more!' One of Ten Thousand BY OELETT BURGESS Illustrated from drawings by Henry Raleigh and from photographs by J. D. Civens Part II. BY the time the transport reached the Golden Gate, "Bustface Jim" was known to every one of the eighteen hundred men on board as a man more to be admired than pitied. On the long trip across the Pacific he had overcome every prejudice his unfortunate appearance caused in the minds of those who had not known him as the "hero of Company B," and the soldiers, rough and simple, had not been long in discovering that he had the heart of a man. There was something more of the woman, too, in Jim nowadays, in addition to that, and he was capable of a gentleness and devotion that bore no trace of effeminacy. He became well known to the convalescents and the hospital stewards in the sick-bay of the ship, where he spent many hours every day reading to the invalids. He sat, when it was possible, with his back to a port-hole, in the shadow, with his slouch hat pulled well down over his deep brown eyes. There were many deaths on board the transport that trip, and many a farewell letter to sweetheart or wife was in the handwriting of "Bustface Jim." "You just send a steward to my stateroom any time of the day or night you happen to want me!" was Jim's remark to every man he visited,...
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