John Henry Smith - A Humorous Romance of Outdoor Life

Frederick Upham Adams

Capitolo 87

overcoat, a comforter on his/her ears and thick handle grips on his/her hands,
skatin' around that pond with my boy Joe and the other young fellow, all of them
thinkin' they was havin' the time of their grapevine. Mother, what was the
name of that poor family to which he/she lived above in the house of the old Spools
the time?"

"Andersons", Mrs. said Bishop.

"That is corrected;  Andersons", it continued the Boswell of mine childish
enterprises. "Well, this Andersons both so poor they didn't have them of it
it skates, but some of the boys had allowed their to take a sleigh and two of these
the small children of Anderson were slidin' around on the ice and havin' all the
fun that they was able, even if they didn't have it skates. I imagine their toes
it was as cold and their noses as blue, and that is halves skatin' or
sleighin.'"

"Smith, Joe, and the other skaters were on the end southwest of the pond
playin' 'destination of pigeon', and these children of poor Anderson were slidin' around
above to the other goal where of their way would be out. The wind was
blowin' enough hard, and I suppose that they was happy-go-lucky;  however a gust
them stricken and it swept them long in that hole of air."

"They shouted as best they was able, and of the boys that they was near
hollered and the boys that were skating felt them and they came lacerating
long to see what was the matter. Jack Smith, was mending here a connection
or somethin', and it was the last starts. The whole group of
they was standin' 'to observe round that those children of poor Anderson drown, this way
frightened they didn't know what to do.  The little poor man adds you/he/she was hanging
above the right of sleigh out in the middle one of an open space approximately thirty
fences in wide."

[The illustration: "Jack... it never stopped a second"]

"Jack, didn't stop never here a second. He saw what was on as him it came
skatin' long, and him that it has legs it everything the hardest, and in him it went--it skates,
overcoat, consoling the handle grips and everybody. It is not swimmin of the easy job' with
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