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The Enchanted Garden (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from The Enchanted GardenHe was an inch, perhaps a tri¿e less than that, under six feet, well-muscled, but by no means muscle-bound, with a squarish jaw, a slight wave to his chestnut hair and eyes of a dark and brooding blue. The slight for ward droop to the Shoulders in one of his height gave him peculiarly the effect of being forever bent on some secret quest that might not wait, but that could on no conceivable account be given away. A quiet controlled eagerness seemed to emanate from his young limbs, an eagerness, you felt, that life itself could not balk, - an eagerness for life.I see him now with those eyes and that sense of sup pressed excitement that he imagined, poor soul, gave him almost the appearance Oi lounging, moving listlessly about the wharves of Boston in an Old and faded, thread worn suit, especially unearthed for the occasion, looking for a ship. He was no sailor then, God knows, and scarcely a man, for he was in his nineteenth year. It was insufferably hot at the end of August and waves Of heat were visibly drifting upward from the steel sides of dirty-looking tramp ships, from second-rate liners and from such other miscellaneous craft as lay along side those uninspiring wharves.N ow and then a watchman on a boat would lazily gaze over the bulwark rail with a Speculative aqueous eye at the approaching youngster and send a jet of dark red tobacco juice into the dirty waters below, before the possible disturbance of answering a question.Uninspiring as were those docks and wharves, they were nevertheless a fairy palace to the boy. The strange smells of spices mixed with the aroma of leather, of wire bound bales in brown gunny sacking, of coarse burlaps marked with mystic numerals, words and symbols, an immensity of crates and boxes, the grind of small truck wheels and the occasional shouts and swearing Of list less stevedores, - all these elements, drab enough in their way, combined into a powerful black magic that to the lad that hot August day was scarcely of this earth.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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