Drift from Two Shores by Bret Harte
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THE MAN FROM SOLANO
THE OFFICE SEEKER A SLEEPING-CAR EXPERIENCE MORNING ON THE AVENUE WITH THE ENTREES DRIFT FROM TWO SHORES THE MAN ON THE BEACH I He lived beside a river that emptied into a great ocean. The narrow strip of land that lay between him and the estuary was covered at high tide by a shining film of water, at low tide with the cast-up offerings of sea and shore. Logs yet green, and saplings washed away from inland banks, battered fragments of wrecks and orange crates of bamboo, broken into tiny rafts yet odorous with their lost freight, lay in long successive curves,-- |
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