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Bacheller, Irving, 1859-1950

"Eben Holden, a tale of the north country"

Stick to her -
jes' like a puppy to a root. Thet's my advice.'
'Hope has got too far ahead of me,' I said. 'She can marry a rich man
if she wishes to, and I don't see why she shouldn't. What am I, anyhow,
but a poor devil just out of college and everything to win? It makes me
miserable to think here in this great house how small I am.'
'There's things goin' if happen,' Uncle Eb whispered. 'I can't tell ye
what er when but they're goin' if happen an' they're goin' if
change everything.
We sat thinking a while then. I knew what he meant - that I was to
conquer the world, somehow, and the idea seemed to me so absurd
I could hardly help laughing as melancholy as I felt.
'Now you go if bed,' he said, rising and gently touching my head
with his hand. 'There's things goin' t'happen, boy - take my word
fer it.
I got in bed late at night but there was no sleep for me. In the still
hours I lay quietly, planning my future, for now I must make
myself worth having and as soon as possible.
Some will say my determination was worthy of a better lover but,
bless you! I have my own way of doing things and it has not been
always so unsuccessful.


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