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Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. Excerpt from The Idler, 1898, Vol. 13 One afternoon I rode out as usual, anticipating no more eventful a gallop than my usual daily excursion. I had not awaked that morning with any conscious ness or presentiment that this day would be a remarkable and memorable one in my life; it began like any other sum mer morning, in radiance of light and the singing of birds and in a million perfumes that burdened the soft air of June, but my heart was neither gladder nor less joyful than usual, and there was nothing to show me that this day was the greatest of all days for me: a day, indeed, from which I was destined to date all things from this time forward the real beginning of my existence, the red-letter day Of my life, upon which I first beheld my Douglas. I rode out, I say, as usual, taking one of my favourite roads, that which lay through the forest towards Hundeluft; and I had ridden a few miles when my pony Fritz suddenly did that for which he has felt remorse and shame ever since, as I firmly believe, though indeed I have thoroughly forgiven him, and thank the Lord daily for his fault. He shied madly across the road, brushed me up against a dense thorn-bush. Which caught my dress and pulled me out of the saddle, and him self rushed away at full gallop. The cause Of his sudden alarm was a great boar, which had appeared round the corner of the briar-bush, just as we approached it, but which, most fortunately, must have been at least as much startled as poor Fritz himself, for it instantly turned and fled squeaking and grunting in the Opposite direction, and was seen and heard no more. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at This 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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Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.Excerpt from The Idler, 1898, Vol. 13 One afternoon I rode out as usual, anticipating no more eventful a gallop than my usual daily excursion. I had not awaked that morning with any conscious ness or presentiment that this day would be a remarkable and memorable one in my life; it began like any other sum mer morning, in radiance of light and the singing of birds and in a million perfumes that burdened the soft air of June, but my heart was neither gladder nor less joyful than usual, and there was nothing to show me that this day was the greatest of all days for me: a day, indeed, from which I was destined to date all things from this time forward the real beginning of my existence, the red-letter day Of my life, upon which I first beheld my Douglas. I rode out, I say, as usual, taking one of my favourite roads, that which lay through the forest towards Hundeluft; and I had ridden a few miles when my pony Fritz suddenly did that for which he has felt remorse and shame ever since, as I firmly believe, though indeed I have thoroughly forgiven him, and thank the Lord daily for his fault. He shied madly across the road, brushed me up against a dense thorn-bush. Which caught my dress and pulled me out of the saddle, and him self rushed away at full gallop. The cause Of his sudden alarm was a great boar, which had appeared round the corner of the briar-bush, just as we approached it, but which, most fortunately, must have been at least as much startled as poor Fritz himself, for it instantly turned and fled squeaking and grunting in the Opposite direction, and was seen and heard no more. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at This 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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Excerpt from The Idler, 1898, Vol. 13 One afternoon I rode out as usual, anticipating no more eventful a gallop than my usual daily excursion. I had not awaked that morning with any conscious ness or presentiment that this day would be a remarkable and memorable one in my life; it began like any other sum mer morning, in radiance of light and the singing of birds and in a million perfumes that burdened the soft air of June, but my heart was neither gladder nor less joyful than usual, and there was nothing to show me that this day was the greatest of all days for me: a day, indeed, from which I was destined to date all things from this time forward the real beginning of my existence, the red-letter day Of my life, upon which I first beheld my Douglas. I rode out, I say, as usual, taking one of my favourite roads, that which lay through the forest towards Hundeluft; and I had ridden a few miles when my pony Fritz suddenly did that for which he has felt remorse and shame ever since, as I firmly believe, though indeed I have thoroughly forgiven him, and thank the Lord daily for his fault. He shied madly across the road, brushed me up against a dense thorn-bush. Which caught my dress and pulled me out of the saddle, and him self rushed away at full gallop. The cause Of his sudden alarm was a great boar, which had appeared round the corner of the briar-bush, just as we approached it, but which, most fortunately, must have been at least as much startled as poor Fritz himself, for it instantly turned and fled squeaking and grunting in the Opposite direction, and was seen and heard no more. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This 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. Hardcover, Label: Forgotten Books, Forgotten Books, Product group: Book, Published: 2017-12-26, Studio: Forgotten Books.

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