Download or read book The Coraddi, Vol. 35 written by North Carolina College For Women and published by Forgotten Books. This book was released on 2017-05-23 with total page 36 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Excerpt from The Coraddi, Vol. 35: October, 1930 Wolf moran, professional gunman, had just arrived in the land Of the departed. A rope with a running noose had been the means Of getting him there. Electricity may be a more modern method, but in Wolf's case the Older way had proved quite efficacious. He had been conscious for a long time before he had any desire to move, speak, or see. He lay very still, remembering how he had floated through shining space and come gently to rest in the place where he now lay. Dimly he knew that he was dead, that the world to which he was awakening was a new one to him. At length, with out opening his eyes, he slowly extended his left arm. His hand touched something soft that bent under its weight. Wolf's agile fingers traced the outline. A flower, he decided, a flower like a small, wrinkled cup on a slender stalk. Is it red? He wondered. He drew his arm back and lay still thinking. What was it that had been SO red? Something that had stuck unpleasantly to his hands, he remembered. But the word was lost to' his mind. Slowly the mistiness faded from his thoughts. He sat up, opened his eyes, and stared into the thick darkness that pressed about him. In the stillness he heard little leaves rustling in the breeze. Wolf got to his feet and ran a cautious finger around his throat. Finding that it did not hurt, he clasped a hand On either side Of his neck and twisted his head from side to side. For all practical purposes his neck was unharmed. With a sigh Of relief, he straightened his collar and brushed aimlessly at his coat. Footfalls broke the stillness. They came very near, paused, passed on, and died away. Wolf wondered if there would be people here Whom he knew. Tim and Joe were dead. He believed that he would know them if he saw them. Moir, too, might be here, Wolf remem bered. He shuddered. He hoped that he would not see Moir again ever. Light, swift steps, a woman's steps, hurried by him. Wolf wondered suddenly if his mother might be here. Would he know her? No, he decided, even if he saw her, he would not know a mother whom he could not remember ever having seen. 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.