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The Man on the Box

The Man on the Box

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Chapter 1 INTRODUCES MY HERO

Word Count: 2303    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

ch, you will be surprised as you calculate the distance between that enchanting Paris of France and the t

cal adventure), you will note with even greater surprise that all this hubbub was caused by no crime against the commonwealth of the Republic or against the person of any of it

the center of the stage in this little comedy-drama, and because authors have yet to find a happy synonym for the word. The name James Osborne was given for the simple reason that it was the first that occurred to the culprit's mind, so desperate an effort did he make to hide his identity. Supposing, for the sake of an

And what do you suppose he found when he returned home? He had been nominated for alderman. It is too early to predict the fate of this unhappy man. And what tools Fate uses with which to carve out her devious peculiar patterns! A

far as hitting things, it recalls the woman, the stone, and the hen. I am convinced that Truth goes about dressed in the dowdiest of clothes, with black-lisle gloves worn at the fingers, and shoes run down in the heels, an exact portrait of one of Phil May's lydies. Thus it is that we pass her by, for the artistic sense in every being is repelled

ropolitan Club in Washington (I believe we were discussing the merits of some

ttache, just as if the matter had not

iating lies. When one diplomat believes what another says, it is time for the former's government to send him packing. However, the Englishman at my rig

t. "They never ran a line; and an exploit

s reported in the regular pol

boys didn't look b

"lots of things happen of which you are all

ero's name?" aske

h the suppressing of the police news. In a case like this, suppression becomes a law not excelled by that whi

, however you look at it,

ragic side; but that is eve

vely; but the veranda is only dimly illuminat

your philosopher has observed t

Englishman added. "You ought to be very s

shall not fail to repeat

and one does not receive every day an invitat

avoid it. Besides, being a public man, I am not wholly averse to publicity; first person, singular, perpendicular, as Thackeray

s of national politics. I had been sent to Congress, a dazzling halo over my head, the pride and hope of my little country town; I had been defeated for second term; had been recommended to serve on the committee aforesaid; served with honor,

novelists. I mean that peculiar manly beauty which attracts men almost as powerfully as it does women. For the sake of a name I shall call him Warburton. His given name in actual life is Robert. But I am afraid that nobody but his mother and one

named Charles because my good mother thought I looked something like Vandyke's Charles I, though at the time of my baptism I wore no beard whatever.) And how I hated a boy with a high-sounding, unnicknamable given name!-with his round white collar and his long glossy curls! I dare say he hated

ingy blue, made progress across the desert-like plains of Arizona. The troop was some ten miles from the post, and as there had been no sign of Red Eagle all that day, they concluded that the rumor of his being on a drunken rampage with half a dozen braves was only a rumor. Warburton had just passed over a roll of earth, and for a moment the pay-train had dropped out of sight. It was twilight; opalescent wave

led, dug his heels into his horse, and cut back over the trail. There came a second flash, a shock, and then a terrible pain in the calf of his left leg. He fell over the neck of his horse to escape the

tary life in the West. He applied for his discharge, as the compulsory term of service was at an end. When his papers c

year's leave of absence, tha

?" cried the invalid, "I a

ifficult. As it is, I may say that I can obtain it for you.

gh, but I think I'll resign

, lad. You're the only man around here who likes a joke as well as I do.

ast five thousand dollars' worth of new scenery before I shuffle off this mortal coil. The scenery around here palls on me. My throat and eyes are

lease, Wa

. It's in my blood to wander and do strange things, and here I've been hampered all these years with routine. I shouldn't care if we ha

re Island, don't you and your twenty-five t

take

Not many months passed ere he met his colonel ag

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