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Hiram the Young Farmer

Chapter 3 A DREARY DAY

Word Count: 1123    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

d Daniel was a driver, he seldom had clerks enough to handle his trade properly, and nobody could suit him. As general

the door to re-arrange the trays of vegetables which were his particular care. Hiram had a knack of

the dwellings on either side being four and five stor

paddled sticks, or sailed

sounded the raucous voice of Daniel Dwi

task with neither

murky morning; but overhead a patch of sky was as blue as June. He suddenly saw a flock of

d fly, up, up, up above the housetops an

this dingy store; the deadly samen

to make them look fresh. "And Old Daniel is likely to give me a chance to hunt a job pretty sudden-the way he talks. Bu

ht the quivering pines, and brown swamps, and the white and gray checkered fields that

o die in this man-made town inspired in the youth thoughts and desir

Hiram Strong, aloud. "I wan

ok for Hiram. When closing time came he was heartily sick o

d the atmosphere there as dreary as the street itself. The boar

he house. There was a little, painted bureau in it, one leg of which had been replaced by a brick, and th

down for his occupancy at night, he could not get the door open. Had there ever been a

etch of time until sleep should come to hi

es. One was the small amount of money he earned, and the other was the naturally clean

every city, and they lurk for

lighted, gaudy electric signs attracting notice to cheap picture shows, catch-

vely in many of these places; but

cars made their usual clangor, and there was still some ordinary traffic of t

s. Atterson's. Turning the corner was a handsome span of horses attached to

arriage. Hiram saw a well-built man in a gray greatcoat and slo

or fourteen-not so old as Sister, by a year or two. But how dif

er from top to toe, only leaving her brilliant, dark little fac

ps this was why he did not see what lay just ahead-or perhaps the glare of the street light

cry of warning. And he was lucky enough to seize the nigh

in this street. The workmen had either neglected to

One forward wheel went over the edge of the hole, and for the minute it was doubtful whether Hira

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