A Little Book of Christmas

Par : John Kendrick Bangs, Arthur E. Becher

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  • Nombre de pages100
  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-605-7748-99-7
  • EAN9786057748997
  • Date de parution07/12/2023
  • Protection num.Digital Watermarking
  • Taille806 Ko
  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurE-Kitap Projesi & Cheapest Boo

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Ten minutes later a passing taxi was hailed by a shivering gentleman carrying an iron pot full of pennies and nickels and an occasional quarter in one hand, and a turkey-red coat, trimmed with white cotton cloth, thrown over his arm. Strange to say, considering the inclemency of the night, he wore neither a hat nor an overcoat."Where to, sir?" queried the chauffeur."The police-station, " said Hetherington.
"I don't know where it is, but the one in this precinct is the one I want.""Ye'll have to pay by the hour to-night, sir, " said the chauffeur. "The station ain't a half-mile away, sir, but Heaven knows how long it'll take us to get there.""Charge what you please, " retorted Hetherington. "I'll buy your darned old machine if it's necessary, only get a move on."The chauffeur, with some misgivings as to the mental integrity of his fare, started on their perilous journey, and three-quarters of an hour later drew up in front of the police-station, where Hetherington, having been compelled in self-defense to resume the habiliments of Santa Claus under penalty of freezing, alighted."Just wait, will you?" he said, as he alighted from the cab."I'll go in with you, " said the chauffeur, acting with due caution.
He had begun to fear that there was a fair chance of his having trouble getting his fare out of a very evident lunatic. Utterly forgetful of his appearance in his festal array, Hetherington bustled into the station, and shortly found himself standing before the sergeant behind the desk."Well, Santa Claus, " said the official, with an amused glance at the intruder, "what can I do for you to-night? There ain't many rooms with a bath left."
Ten minutes later a passing taxi was hailed by a shivering gentleman carrying an iron pot full of pennies and nickels and an occasional quarter in one hand, and a turkey-red coat, trimmed with white cotton cloth, thrown over his arm. Strange to say, considering the inclemency of the night, he wore neither a hat nor an overcoat."Where to, sir?" queried the chauffeur."The police-station, " said Hetherington.
"I don't know where it is, but the one in this precinct is the one I want.""Ye'll have to pay by the hour to-night, sir, " said the chauffeur. "The station ain't a half-mile away, sir, but Heaven knows how long it'll take us to get there.""Charge what you please, " retorted Hetherington. "I'll buy your darned old machine if it's necessary, only get a move on."The chauffeur, with some misgivings as to the mental integrity of his fare, started on their perilous journey, and three-quarters of an hour later drew up in front of the police-station, where Hetherington, having been compelled in self-defense to resume the habiliments of Santa Claus under penalty of freezing, alighted."Just wait, will you?" he said, as he alighted from the cab."I'll go in with you, " said the chauffeur, acting with due caution.
He had begun to fear that there was a fair chance of his having trouble getting his fare out of a very evident lunatic. Utterly forgetful of his appearance in his festal array, Hetherington bustled into the station, and shortly found himself standing before the sergeant behind the desk."Well, Santa Claus, " said the official, with an amused glance at the intruder, "what can I do for you to-night? There ain't many rooms with a bath left."
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