ISBN: 9781153765039

Excerpt: ...picks? Why is that deep, wide, ragged ditch still yawning in our faces and threatening the death of every tree at whose roots it crawls? And why did I pay Sibley the plumber f… Meer...

Excerpt: ...picks? Why is that deep, wide, ragged ditch still yawning in our faces and threatening the death of every tree at whose roots it crawls? And why did I pay Sibley the plumber forty-five dollars last Saturday night, if it were not for the laying of water pipe in that hideous ditch? No water, indeed! It is nobody''s fault but the city''s, explained Uncle Si. The pipe is all laid and nothing remains but for the city to make the connection with the main in the street. You see we can''t tap the main; that is for the city to do. Then why does n''t the city do it? I asked. Uncle Si shrugged his shoulders. The city ought to do a good many things it does n''t do, said he. They promised to have that main tapped at eight o''clock last Monday morning, and here it is ten o''clock Thursday morning and not a drop of water on the place! There is n''t any use kicking, for those politicians down at the City Hall do things their own way and take their own time doing ''em! I saw that argument with Uncle Si meant simply a waste of time, so I determined to go down-town to the City Hall myself to see whether no eloquence or indignation of my own would move the derelict officers to a performance of their duty. On the train I fell in with Mr. Leet, who was on his way to his place of business. He had not seen me since our purchase of the Schmittheimer property, and he took this first occasion to congratulate me upon what he called one of those bargains which occur at rare intervals in a century. Finding me in a felicitous mood, Mr. Leet went on to say that the property we already possessed would be enhanced in value an hundred-fold and would be rendered marketable instantaneously by the further acquisition of the twenty-five feet adjoining it upon the north. Yes, said I, Mr. Doller spoke to me about that twenty-five-foot strip some time ago. Aha, so Doller has been approaching you, has he? said Mr. Leet, softly. Well, Doller is very cunning Eugene Field, Books, Romance, The House Books>Romance, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781153765039

Eugene Field (1850-1895) was an American writer, best known for poetry for children and for humourous essays. He was born in St. Louis, Missouri and attended Williams College in Massachus… Meer...

Eugene Field (1850-1895) was an American writer, best known for poetry for children and for humourous essays. He was born in St. Louis, Missouri and attended Williams College in Massachusetts. He tried acting, and studied law with little result. He then set off for a trip through Europe, and then returned to the United States six months later penniless. Field then set to work as a journalist for the Gazette in Saint Joseph, Missouri in 1875. Soon, he rose to become city editor of the Gazette. He first started publishing poetry on the side in 1879, when his book Christian Treasures appeared. Over a dozen more volumes followed, and he became well known for his light-hearted poems for children; perhaps the best known is Wynken, Blynken, and Nod. His other works include: A Little Book of Western Verse (1889), A Little Book of Profitable Tales (1889), Echoes from the Sabine Farm (1892), Love-Songs of Childhood (1894), Songs (1896), The Love Affairs of a Bibliomaniac (1896) and Christmas Tales and Christmas Verse (1912). Books Books ~~ Biography & Autobiography~~ General House~~Eugene-Field General Books LLC The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Fiction / Classics;<