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Item Condition: Collectible; Good
Without jacket the spine has lost colour is a sticker from a library in the cover and the Binding is a little loose. Hodder and Stoughton undated.
CHAPTER 1
BRLSHAZZAR'S DECISION
"Be, come here!"
The Harvester sat in the hollow worn in the hewed log
stoop by the feet of his father and mother and his own
sturdier tread, and rested his head against the casing of
the cabin door when he gave the command. The tip of the
dog's nose touched the gravel between his paws as he
crouched flat on earth, with beautiful eyes steadily watch-
ing.
the master, but he did not move a muscle.
Bel, come here!â€
Twinkles flashed in the eyes of the man when he repeated
the order, while his voice grew more imperative as he
stretched a lean, wiry hand toward the dog. The animal's
eyes gleamed and his sensitive nose quivered, yet he lay
quietly.
"Belshazzar, kommen sie hier!â€
The body of the dog arose on straightened legs and his
muzzle dropped in the outstretched palm. A wind slightly
perfumed with the odour of melting snow and unsheathing
buds swept the lake beside them, and lifted a waving
tangle of light hair on the brow of the man, while a level
ray of the setting sun flashed across the water and illumined
the game being played.
the graven, sensitive face, now alive with keen interest in
"Bel, dost remember the day?" inquired the Harvester.
The eager attitude and anxious eyes of the dog betrayed
that he did not, but was waiting with every sense alert for
a familiar word that would tell him what was expected.
"Surely you heard the killdeers crying in the night,
prompted the man. "I called your attention when the
ecstasy of the first bluebird waked the dawn.
have seen the gold-yellow and blood-red osiers, the sap-
wet maples and spring tracing announcements of her
arrival on the sunny side of the levee."
All day you ...
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