A Man for the Ages - A Story of the Builders of Democracy by Irving Bacheller
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At a quarter of ten the Doctor rose and said:
"We're keeping Abe from his sleep and wearing the night away with philosophy. I'm going home." "I came over to see if you could find a man to help me to-morrow," Samson said to Abe. "Harry is going over to do the chinking alone. I want a man to help me on the whipsaw while I cut some boards for the upper flooring." "I'll help you myself," Abe proposed. "I reckon I'll close the store to-morrow unless Jack will tend it." "You can count on me," said Jack. "I'm short of sleep anyhow and a day of rest will do me good." Abe went with his friends to the door beyond which the two boys from Clary's Grove sat as if sound asleep. It is probable, however, that they had heard what Samson had said to Abe. "Well, I didn't know these wild turkeys were roosting here," Abe laughed. He roused them from their slumbers and said: "Boys, you're trying to saw the day off a little too short. It's got to run till you get to Clary's Grove. Better take those horses home and feed 'em." The boys got up and yawned and stretched themselves and mounted their horses which had been tied to a bar and rode away in the darkness. Next morning Abe and Samson set out for the woods soon after daylight. |
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