cookfire

Updated: May 1, 2025

Because every little ever and anon, thin scraps of talk float in from your cookfire in the yard and there's a heap of it about ropes and lynching, for instance. If he hasn't run away yet, he'd better and I'll tell him so if I see him. Stubby, red-faced, spindlin', thickset, jolly little man, ain't he?

Eugene Manlove Rhodes - The Desire of the Moth; and the Come On