SINOPSIS DEL LIBRO

Come Sam tell us a story said I as Harry and I crept to his knees in the glow of the bright evening firelight while Aunt Lois was busily rattling the tea-things and grandmamma at the other end of the fireplace was quietly setting the heel of a blue-mixed yarn stocking In those days we had no magazines and daily papers each reeling off a serial story Once a week The Columbian Sentinel came from Boston with its slender stock of news and editorial b...Seguir leyendo