Thursday, August 17, 2006








Ernest Hemingway
BIG TWO-HEARTED RIVER

The train went on up the track out of sight, around one of the hills of burnt timber. Nick sat down on the bundle of canvas and bedding the baggage man had pitched out of the door of the baggage car. There was no town, nothing but the rails and the burned-over country. The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.

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2 comments:

Wayne Allen Sallee said...

And once the train was out of sight, no one could see the giant Gremlin disguised as a spider stuck on the tracks and the fiery aftermath. The humanity!

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