Barriers Burned Away by Edward Payson Roe
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shaggy hair and beard of yellow, here appeared in the dust and smoke
he was making like the sun rising in a fog. "Hillo!" he said, on seeing Dennis; "vat you oop dis early for? Don't vant anoder dinner yet, I hope?" "I will take that in good time," said Dennis; "and shall want a bigger one than that which so astonished you at first." "Oh, my eyes!" said the German; "den I go and tell de cook to pegin to get him right avay." Laughing good-naturedly, Dennis went to the door and looked out. On sidewalk and street the snow lay six or eight inches deep, untrodden, white and spotless, even in the heart of the great city. "How different this snow will look by night," thought he; "how soiled and black! Perhaps very many come to this city in the morning of life like this snow, pure and unstained; but after being here awhile they become like this snow when it has been tossed about and trodden under every careless foot. God grant that, however poor and unsuccessful I may remain, such pollution may never be my fate." But feeling that he had no time for moralizing if he would secure bread for the coming day of rest, he turned and said to the factotum of the bar-room, "How much will you give to have the snow cleared off the sidewalk in front of your house?" "Zwei shillen." "Then I will earn my breakfast before I eat it, if you will lend me |
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