The Dusantes

The Dusantes

by Frank Richard Stockton


View All Available Formats & Editions
Choose Expedited Shipping at checkout for guaranteed delivery by Tuesday, June 25


When the little party, consisting of Mrs. Lecks and Mrs. Aleshine, Mr. Enderton, my newly made wife, and myself, with the red-bearded coxswain and the two sailor men, bade farewell to that island in the Pacific where so many happy hours had been passed, where such pleasant friendships had been formed, and where I had met my Ruth and made her my wife, we rowed away with a bright sky over our heads, a pleasant wind behind us, and a smooth sea beneath us. The long-boat was comfortable and well appointed, and there was even room enough in it for Mr. Enderton to stretch himself out and take a noonday nap. We gave him every advantage of this kind, for we had found by experience that our party was happiest when my father-in-law was best contented.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780353927438
Publisher: Creative Media Partners, LLC
Publication date: 02/20/2019
Pages: 148
Product dimensions: 6.14(w) x 9.21(h) x 0.32(d)

Read an Excerpt

the road was heavy or more upon a level, and then we would go jolting and rattling over some long downward stretch. After a particularly unpleasant descent of this kind the coach seemed suddenly to change its direction, and with a twist and an uplifting of one side it bumped heavily against something and stopped. I heard a great shout outside, and from a window which now commanded a view of the road I saw our team of six horses, with the drivers pulling and tugging at the two they rode, madly running away at the top of their speed. Ruth, who had been thrown by the shock into the arms of Mrs. Aleshine, was dreadfully frightened, and screamed for her father. I had been pitched forward upon Mrs. Lecks, but I quickly recovered myself, and as soon as I found that none of the occupants of the coach had been hurt, I opened the door and sprang out. In the middle of the road stood Mr. Endertou, entirely uninjured, with a jubilant expression on his face, and in one hand a large closed umbrella. " What has happened I" I exclaimed, hurrying around to the front of the coach, where I saw that the pole had been broken off about the middle of its length. "Nothing has happened, sir," replied Mr. Enderton. " You cannot speak of a wise and discreet act, determinately performed, as a thing which "has happened. We have been saved, sir, from being dashed to pieces behind that wild and unmanageable team of horses; and I will add that we have been saved by my forethought and prompt action." I turned and looked at him in astonishment. "What do you mean?" I said. "What could you have had to do with this accident ?" " Allow me to repeat," said Mr. Enderton, " that it was not an accident. The moment that webegan to go down-hill I perceived that we were in a position of the greatest danger....

Customer Reviews

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

See All Customer Reviews