The Cinderella Man; A Romance of Youth (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 Excerpt: ...bread, a crock of baked beans, a tea-caddy, spirit lamp, small copper kettle, plate of dainty sandwiches, and a batallion of golden-brown cookies. "There That isn't so bad for a Christmas Eve picnic," she purred, delightedly. "I hope he will like at leas some of the things I have brought. Now for the tea " Kettle in hand, she bustled over to the washstand and poured in some water from the pitcher. Then, taking a match from the table, she lighted the alcohol lamp and set the kettle over it. "Let me see Where did I put those--ah, here they are " She had been fumbling in the basket, her pretty brows raised in anxiety, until she placed her fingers on what she sought. It was a box of Turkish cigarettes. These she set upon the table by the side of the brier pipe. The next article extracted from that wonderful basket was a pink-and-white silk comfortable, all lace and be-ribboned. She spread this upon the hammock, and very gay it looked when arranged to her satisfaction. "Now, Mr. Cinderella-man, I don't know what you will say, but I think the effect of that counterpane is excellent. It not only looks well, but it suggests warmth and dreamless slumber. People talk about dreamless sleep as if it were a most desirable thing," she went on musingly. "Yet, might it not be better to have dreams, if they are pleasant ones? Now, a poet, I should think, would be likely to dream" She broke off abruptly, and running to the railing at the stairs, leaned over and listened. Her heart was beating wildly, and her breath came and went so fast that she felt as if she would suffocate. "Good gracious He's coming " Gathering her cloak, about her, she ran to the window and tried to pull it open. But the frost had wedged it ...