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قراءة كتاب The Little Brown Jug at Kildare
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The Little Brown Jug
at Kildare
By
MEREDITH NICHOLSON
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY
JAMES MONTGOMERY FLAGG
INDIANAPOLIS
THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
PUBLISHERS
Copyright 1908
The Bobbs-Merrill Company
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September
THE LITTLE BROWN JUG AT KILDARE
CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I | Two Gentlemen Say Good-By | 1 |
| II | The Absence of Governor Osborne | 34 |
| III | The Jug and Mr. Ardmore | 50 |
| IV | Duty and the Jug | 73 |
| V | Mr. Ardmore Officially Recognized | 98 |
| VI | Mr. Griswold Forsakes the Academic Life | 126 |
| VII | An Affair at the State House | 143 |
| VIII | The Labors of Mr. Ardmore | 166 |
| IX | The Land of the Little Brown Jug | 187 |
| X | Professor Griswold Takes the Field | 201 |
| XI | Two Ladies on a Balcony | 218 |
| XII | The Embarrassments of the Duke of Ballywinkle | 235 |
| XIII | Miss Dangerfield Takes a Prisoner | 257 |
| XIV | A Meeting of Old Friends | 281 |
| XV | The Prisoner in the Corn-Crib | 308 |
| XVI | The Flight of Gillingwater | 336 |
| XVII | On the Road to Turner's | 349 |
| XVIII | The Battle of the Raccoon | 362 |
| XIX | In the Red Bungalow | 375 |
| XX | Rosae Mundi | 396 |
| XXI | Good-By to Jerry Dangerfield | 414 |
The Little Brown Jug
at Kildare
CHAPTER I TWO GENTLEMEN SAY GOOD-BY
"If anything really interesting should happen to me I think I should drop dead," declared Ardmore as he stood talking to Griswold in the railway station at Atlanta. "I entered upon this life under false pretenses, thinking that money would make the game easy, but here I am, twenty-seven years old, stalled at the end of a blind alley, with no light ahead; and to be quite frank, old man, I don't believe you have the advantage of me. What's the matter with us, anyhow?"
"The mistake we make," replied Griswold, "is in failing to seize opportunities when they offer. You and I have talked ourselves hoarse a thousand times planning schemes we never pull off. We are cursed with indecision, that's the trouble with us. We never see the handwriting on the wall, or if we do, it's just a streak of hieroglyphics, and we don't know what it means until we read about it in the newspapers. But I thought you were satisfied with the thrills you got running as a reform candidate for alderman in New York last year. It was a large stage and the lime-light struck you pretty often. Didn't you get enough? No doubt they'd be glad to run you again."
Ardmore glanced hastily about and laid his hand heavily on his friend's shoulder.
"Don't mention it—don't think of it! No more politics in mine. The world may go hang if it waits for me to set it right. What I want is something different, a real adventure—something with spice in it. I have bought everything money can buy, and now I'm looking for something that can't be tagged with a