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THE BONDBOY
* * * * *
_By G. W. Ogden_
Trail's End
Claim Number One
The Land of Last Chance
The Rustler of Wind River
The Duke of Chimney Butte
The Flockmaster of Poison Creek
* * * * *
THE BONDBOY
by
GEORGE W. OGDEN
Chicago
A. C. McClurg & Co.
1922
Copyright
A. C. McClurg & Co.
1922
Published October, 1922
Copyrighted in Great Britain
Printed in the United States of America
CONTENTS
I. Delivered Into Bondage 1
II. A Dry-Salt Man 21
III. The Spark in the Clod 47
IV. A Stranger at the Gate 66
V. The Secret of the Clover 84
VI. Blood 99
VII. Deliverance 114
VIII. Will He Tell? 126
IX. The Sealed Envelope 152
X. Let Him Hang 166
XI. Peter's Son 171
XII. The Sunbeam on the Wall 188
XIII. Until the Day Break 210
XIV. Deserted 228
XV. The State vs. Newbolt 241
XVI. "She Cometh Not" He Said 249
XVII. The Blow of a Friend 259
XVIII. A Name and a Message 276
XIX. The Shadow of a Dream 304
XX. "The Penalty Is Death!" 311
XXI. Ollie Speaks 325
XXII. A Summons of the Night 341
XXIII. Lest I Forget 359
The Bondboy
CHAPTER I
DELIVERED INTO BONDAGE
Sarah Newbolt enjoyed in her saturnine, brooding way the warmth of April
sunshine and the stirring greenery of awakening life now beginning to
soften the brown austerity of the dead winter earth. Beside her kitchen
wall the pink cones of rhubarb were showing, and the fat buds of the
lilacs, which clustered coppicelike in her dooryard, were ready to
unlock and flare forth leaves. On the porch with its southern exposure
she sat in her low, splint-bottomed rocker, leaning forward, her elbows
on her knees.
The sun tickled her shoulders through her linsey dress, and pictured
her, grotesquely foreshortened, upon the nail-drawn, warped, and beaten
floor. Her hands, nursing her cheeks, chin pivoted in their palms, were
large and toil-distorted, great-jointed like a man's, and all the
feminine softness with which nature had endowed her seemed to have been
overcome by the masculine cast of frame and face which the hardships of
her life had developed.
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