The Fourth Watch - Cody, H. A.
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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The boy plied his hoe in a listless manner, for his thoughts were elsewhere. Several hundred yards to the right stood the forest, glorious in its brilliant autumn hues. There among those trees the wary partridges were feeding or perching temptingly upon bough, fallen log or ragged stump. To the left the waters of the noble River St. John rippled and sparkled beneath the glowing sun. Over there amidst that long stretch of marshland,…mehr

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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - The boy plied his hoe in a listless manner, for his thoughts were elsewhere. Several hundred yards to the right stood the forest, glorious in its brilliant autumn hues. There among those trees the wary partridges were feeding or perching temptingly upon bough, fallen log or ragged stump. To the left the waters of the noble River St. John rippled and sparkled beneath the glowing sun. Over there amidst that long stretch of marshland, in many a cove and reedy creek, the wild ducks were securely hidden. What connection had a rugged, stirring lad with a brown sombre potato patch when the strong insistent voice of the wild was calling him to fields afar? There was no inspiration here - among these straggling rows. Nothing to thrill a boy's heart, or to send the blood surging and tingling through his body. But there - ! He sighed as he leaned upon his hoe and looked yearningly around. Down on the shore; in a sheltered cove among the trees, the Scud, a small boat, was idly flapping her dirty patched sail.
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Hiram H. A. Cody, whose real name was Alfred Cody, was a Canadian writer who was born in Cody's, New Brunswick, on September 7, 1872, and died on June 9, 1948. He was a prolific author best known for his essays, short tales, and novels, most of which dealt with themes of frontier life and the Canadian outdoors. The untamed scenery and rich cultural legacy of the Canadian provinces of New Brunswick and Alberta, where Cody lived for a large portion of his life, served as inspiration for him. His profound love of nature and his personal experiences in the outdoors had a big impact on his work. Although readers interested in adventure and outdoor literature were the main audience for Cody's writing, his books also included philosophical and moral observations about human nature. Cody persevered through hardships and disappointments in his life, but his commitment to his work made him a notable character in Canadian literature. His books are still valued today for their realistic portrayals of the Canadian frontier and their examination of ageless subjects like friendship, survival, and the quest for adventure.