A Daughter of the Rogues

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Excerpt from A Daughter of the Rogues: A Tale of the Rogue River Valley A Daughter of the Rogues I checked my jaded horse before a door Where toiled an old man in his garden there, And, much emboldened by his courteous smile, Besought him that a weary man might fare A day or so beneath his friendly roof. "Aye, you are welcome in our home, " he said, "There's none to say he found no welcome here, - My wife and I are both Virginia bred, The latch string ever hangs from out our door. But she is old and sick, our fare is plain, So, for your comfort, I do not hesitate To point you to the weary trail again, Which, if you follow on for one brief mile, Will lead you to the 'Squaw Man'. He, I know Can give you food and shelter, and he will, For he is kind, - leastwise I find him so, Though some there be that say he is morose And does not mingle with them. Even so, He is my friend. And then, his squaw is good And passing fair as Indian women go." I thanked him kindly, for I could but feel 'Twas even as he said. My horse trudged on And ever as we went I felt the spell Of gorgeous landscape meeting sky of June, About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.