I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of SuccessRoe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
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I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success
Roe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
Conduct of life -- Fiction; Diligence -- Fiction; Success -- Fiction
The establishment of Mr. Cross, up in the barrens, had not much to boast
of as to its architecture or location. It consisted of a long, low
building, formed of logs, but covered with boards, and the roof
shingled. Attached to it were several buildings, constructed entirely of
logs, but well shingled roofs were over the whole of them, and they were
otherwise finished, so as to impress the beholder with the idea that the
owner was in very different circumstances from those who occupied such
buildings for many miles circuit. In front of this main house ran a
piazza, its full length; while upon a tall pine tree, nearly opposite
the centre of the premises, hung a rude sign, with the owner's name, D.
Cross, in large letters on the bottom. The inside of the building
presented a mongrel appearance of store and tavern; a little of both,
and not much of either. There was a counter, and small scales upon it;
with decanters, and a few dirty tumblers at one end. Barrels were
standing in different parts of the room. There were one or two plain
board tables, and a few benches, besides two chairs with backs, and
several without. Three large casks were placed together against one side
of the wall, and the faucets in them clearly told for what purpose they
were used. Behind the counter ran some long shelves, upon which lay
jumbled together a little iron ware, a little crockery, and very limited
assortment of dry goods.
The location was not an unpleasant one for those who admire the
seclusion of a forest; for lofty pines towered on all sides of it,
except to the north, where a clearing having been made, probably when
the house was erected, a thick growth of scrub pines had come forward,
and presented the appearance of a swamp.
There was, however, somewhat of a clear space immediately around the
building, formed by the meeting of three or four roads, running off into
different directions, and pointing out this spot to be, as it really
was, the centre of attraction and influence to all that region.
The owner of this domain, Mr. David Cross, had become, from causes which
have been explained in a previous chapter, a person of some
consideration; he owned quite a number of acres of heavily timbered
land, connectively with his house; and by various means had managed to
bring the whole population, at least for some miles circuit, into a
state of dependence upon himself. He was not gifted by nature with a
very commanding form, being rather under than over the medium height.
This deficiency, however, he did all he could to remedy, by holding
himself very erect; and as he was a little inclined to be fleshy, it
sometimes even appeared that he leaned backwards in his efforts to make
the most of himself.
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