And say, Ruth," he went on, as he looked anxiously at the great sloping stretches of bone-dry underbrush that lay between them and his home on the hill three miles away, "the country's awful dry.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
It was an enemy that lurked just outside the little clearing of the farm, out there in the underbrush and fallen timber.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
On one side the trail was flanked by giant hemlocks and the underbrush was grown into an impenetrable wall.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher