A Rich Man's Relatives (Vol. 3 of 3) - The Original Classic Edition

Download or read book A Rich Man's Relatives (Vol. 3 of 3) - The Original Classic Edition written by Robert Cleland and published by Emereo Publishing. This book was released on 2013-03-18 with total page 62 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Finally available, a high quality book of the original classic edition of A Rich Man's Relatives (Vol. 3 of 3). It was previously published by other bona fide publishers, and is now, after many years, back in print. This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Robert Cleland, which is now, at last, again available to you. Get the PDF and EPUB NOW as well. Included in your purchase you have A Rich Man's Relatives (Vol. 3 of 3) in EPUB AND PDF format to read on any tablet, eReader, desktop, laptop or smartphone simultaneous - Get it NOW. Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside A Rich Man's Relatives (Vol. 3 of 3): Look inside the book: An' my granny was just fairly ta'en wi't a', an' she vooed she beut to be a mither in Israel tae, an' whan she gaed hame she out wi' the auld hugger 'at she keeps the bawbees in, aneath the hearthstane, for to buy a creepie o' her ain,--she thocht a new ane wad be best for the Lord's wark,--an' she coupet the chair whaur hung her grave claes,' at she airs fonent the fire ilika Saturday at e'en, 'an out there cam a lowe, an' scorched a hole i' the windin' sheet, an' noo, puir body, we'll hae to hap her in her muckle tartan plaid. ...Several ledgers had been brought in from the bank and lay upon the table, every one open at the page headed, 'Ralph Herkimer & Son;' and while he waited, a clerk entered with yet another, containing some further variety of information which he laid before the chairman, opening it and officiously pointing out the desired record, then looking up as he turned to withdraw, his eyes lighted on the president himself, when a guilty flush and a deprecatory glance betrayed that the information he had been presenting bore upon the same point as the rest. ...It is not very remarkable, if, in view of his success, young Gerald stepped on the platform with something of the victor in his mein--his head thrown back, and his coat unbuttoned, flapping away from the expanded chest, while his eyes looked forth on the world at large, with the broad imperial gaze of a new-crowned conqueror, while Muriel leaned on his arm perhaps a shade more clingingly than she was aware.