Clinton : or, Boy-life in the country . chimney. The windows were glazed in the commonmanner. As Clinton was looking around, Uncle Timcame out and spoke to him: — What do you think of it, young man? he said; do you suppose you could build as good a house asthis, with nothing but an axe ? 200 DINNER. I guess not, replied Clinton; but you did ntbuild it with an axe, did you? I did nt have much of anything else to work with,I assure you, said Uncle Tim. There sno knowingwhat you can do with an axe, until you set out andtry. But come in — I guess your dinners aboutready. Uncle Tim guessed right. T
Clinton : or, Boy-life in the country . chimney. The windows were glazed in the commonmanner. As Clinton was looking around, Uncle Timcame out and spoke to him: — What do you think of it, young man? he said; do you suppose you could build as good a house asthis, with nothing but an axe ? 200 DINNER. I guess not, replied Clinton; but you did ntbuild it with an axe, did you? I did nt have much of anything else to work with,I assure you, said Uncle Tim. There sno knowingwhat you can do with an axe, until you set out andtry. But come in — I guess your dinners aboutready. Uncle Tim guessed right. The table was coveredwith tempting food, in great profusion, and Clintonand his father sat down to it with a good appetite. You do nt starve yourselves, up here in thewoods, said Mr. Davenport, glancing at the heapingdishes. No, said Uncle Tim, we can generally find some-thing to eat; but .its a pity you did nt come alonga little sooner, so as to have had some of our din-ner. But the travellers did not pity themselves, if UncleTim d
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