Capitolo 1
DRIVEN BY HOUSE
OR
CARL CRAWFORD IS TO EXPERIMENT
OF HORATIO ALGER, JR.
Author of "Erie Treno Boy", the "Young Acrobat", "Only an Irish Boy", "Border
"The Young people Banish" to Rise", the inheritance" of "Hector, etc.
DRIVEN BY HOUSE.
CHAPTER ME
DRIVEN BY HOUSE.
A boy of sixteen, with a small gripsack in its hand walked to work along the
road of country. He was of good height for his/her age, he/she strongly built, and it had
an immunity, attractive face. He was naturally of a happy temperament,
but currently its face was serious, and not without a shade of the anxiety.
This cannot be really a matter of surprise when we consider that he was
thrown on his/her his/her own resources, and that its available capital consisted
of thirty-seven cents in the money, further to a good education and a
rather unusual amount of strength physics. These last two articles
it was certainly precious, but they cannot have exchanged forever the
necessaries and comforts of the life.
For of the time its footsteps were lingering himself/herself/itself, and at times he had
to dry the damp from his/her eyebrow with a handkerchief of excellent flax that
according to it didn't seem really compatible with his/her almost needy condition.
I hasten me to introduce my hero, for such he has to be as Carl Crawford,,
child of the Dr. Paul Crawford, of Center of Edgewood. Because he had put out to
you conquer fortune it single-dates it will appear soon.
Some rods before the attention of Carl you/he/she was attracted to an oak of wide-propagation
tree, with a carpet of vegetable under his/her strong branches.
"I will remain here for a small time", he told him, and being all right
the action to the word, threw down its gripsack and flung him on the
grassy carpet.
"This is refreshing", he murmured, as, lying on his/her back, he looked on
through the leafy cracks to the sky above. "I don't know when I ever have
so tired state. It is not any joke that a dozen of miles walks under a warm sun, with
a heavy gripsack in Your hand. It is a good introduction to a life of
you work that I have reason to believe it witnesses me. I wonder me as I am