The Rag Peddlar

The first time I ever laid eyes on Willie Green was at the Muddy Fork saloon. No one from around these parts knew much about the stranger who’d ridden into Muddy Fork on an old, flopped-eared mule, which led a small, heavy laden donkey, the first we’d ever seen in these parts. It looked like the donkey was carrying some kind of material and when a fellow at the saloon asked the stranger what he was peddling, he answered, “Sir, I sell materials of all sorts. Mostly stuff that women folk can use to make clothing or suchlike.”

The short little man was friendly enough, and folks got used to seeing him around the county as he traveled from shack to shack, peddling his cottons and silks.

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Texte: Stanley Mcqueen
Lektorat: Valerie Byron
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 20.12.2012
ISBN: 978-3-7309-0648-4

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