Little Katy and Jolly Jim [By J.A. Mathews]. (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. 1865 Excerpt: ...another stone in it. But here Jolly interfered. "Come, come," said he, "we 've had about enough of that." "Mind your own affairs," said Sam, " the dog don't belong to you." "He was left in my charge, and you have hurt him already. Suppose you should miss him and strike the child. Stop Put down that stone Don't you dare to throw it " for Sam's hand was raised again. He dropped his hand, but turning round, said fiercely, "How dare you threaten me?" and the next instant, before Jolly had time to catch his arm, he threw the stone; but it missed its mark, and a sharp cry from Katy told where it had struck. Jolly turned. Katy's hands were clasped on her forehead, and there was blood on her face. The next moment Sam Burke was lying on the grass, and Jolly was thrashing him as he never had been thrashed before. "What in the world is the matter?" cried Dick, running down the bank while Frank rushed to Katy. "Matter enough," said Jolly, rising, and wiping the perspiration from his face. "Look at Katy. Here, you baby-stoner, get up and travel up that bank posthaste, if you don't want another flogging." Sam had no mind to take that; he had had quite enough already, so he rose and obeyed, but paused when he reached the top of the bank. Katy's hurt turned out to be a mere scratch, and when the blood had been washed off her face, and her fears quieted by coaxing and petting, she was as bright and gay as ever. Frank drew the boat to land by means of the rope which held it, and they all jumped in, leaving Sam still standing on the bank. Jolly was the last to enter the boat, and as he stepped over the side, Sam called out, shaking his fist at him as he spoke, "I'll have my reveng...