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Rockhaven

Chapter 9 A FRIENDLY HAND

Word Count: 1325    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

el that his firm's enterprise was almost a godsend to the island, and that first Saturday night when his men gathered, as requested, at Jess Hutton's st

e, the worthy man who seemed to feel a share of

ll cum pretty near bein' the hull thing here. There's an old saying here that 'It's time to dry fish when the sun shines,' an' now with your sun shinin' it's purty good wisdom for ye to dry all the fish ye kin. Things are on

ny collapse of this company. They are reputable business men, and have ample means; granite is in good demand in the c

k so. Distrustin' don't help matters, an' for the sake o' those men who

e the one man in Rockhaven whose confidence h

sellin' us stock 'mounts to in the end, an' as old Cap'n Doty would say, 'hence my 'spicions.' I've hed a good many ups 'n' downs in this world," he continued, in a philosophic tone, "an' while I allus try to look on the bright side o' trouble, an' when it comes am glad 'tain't any wuss, I've larned to be keerful-mighty keerful. Human natur's slippery stuff, an' money a dum sight more so, an' every storeman allus puts the best apples on top o' the basket. I've bought and paid for a mighty lot o' 'sperience 'bout mankind, an' all I've got to show for most on't is

oubt be accepted by others as final. His own belief in it was optimistic, and beyond that it meant to him a success in business and an avenue to prosperity that included all wealth meant to any one. So far in life he had been but a mere menial, a poorly paid drudge, a slave to so many

t fer a spell, I most likely'll feel different. I've got pinched in schemes afore, an' grown cautious. Faith, ez the parson says, is a mustard seed 'n' needs time to sprout.

e heard you were an expert with a violin. Mr. Weston said you were."

omment, Jess brou

r everything from death to the toothache. Bill was quite a case in his day, an' said licker was made fer the purpo

loor. And, to Winn's surprise, his selections were all of Scotch origin, and the liveliest of those best of all harmonies. From one to another he skipped

is henchmen to give battle, and, too, Winn heard the love plaint of many a Scotch lad and lassie, centuries old, and yet reaching his heart as they always did and always will all human kind. A

tary room in Rock Lane, passed the white cottage next to it, he halted a

so do the rose petals

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