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    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

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David Elginbrod

David Elginbrod

MacDonald, George

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Classic FictionGeneral FictionHistorical Fiction

ISBN10: 1514297698
ISBN13: 9781514297698
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Jun 9 2015
Pages: 172
Weight: 0.91
Height: 0.37 Width: 8.50 Depth: 11.02
Language: English
Meg! whaur are ye gaein' that get, like a wull shuttle? Come in to the beuk. Meg's mother stood at the cottage door, with arms akimbo and clouded brow, calling through the boles of a little forest of fir-trees after her daughter. One would naturally presume that the phrase she employed, comparing her daughter's motions to those of a shuttle that had gane wull, or lost its way, implied that she was watching her as she threaded her way through the trees. But although she could not see her, the fir-wood was certainly the likeliest place for her daughter to be in; and the figure she employed was not in the least inapplicable to Meg's usual mode of wandering through the trees, that operation being commonly performed in the most erratic manner possible. It was the ordinary occupation of the first hour of almost every day of Margaret's life. As soon as she woke in the morning, the fir-wood drew her towards it, and she rose and went. Through its crowd of slender pillars, she strayed hither and thither, in an aimless manner, as if resignedly haunting the neighbourhood of something she had lost, or, hopefully, that of a treasure she expected one day to find.

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