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The Fourth Watch
by
H. A. Cody
Author of The Frontiersman, Under Sealed
Orders, The Long Patrol, Etc.
TO ALL
"Messengers, Watchmen and Stewards of the Lord,"
 who have faithfullytoiled through Life's long night,
 and now in their Fourth Watch and LastWatch
 behold the dawn of a new Life breaking, this book is
 affectionatelydedicated by one but yet in the
 Second Watch.
Contents
      
  1. The Awakening
    2.   
  2. The Vision
    3.   
  3. Glendow Rectory
    4.   
  4. The Warder of the Night
    5.   
  5. The Breath of Slander
    6.   
  6. The Auction
    7.   
  7. The Farringtons
    8.   
  8. The Golden Key
    9.   
  9. Beating the Devil
    10.   
  10. In Camp
    11.   
  11. Guarding the Flock
    12.   
  12. Light and Shadow
    13.   
  13. For the Sake of a Child
    14.   
  14. The Long Night
    15.   
  15. Deepening Shadows
    16.   
  16. For Sweet Love's Sake
    17.   
  17. Hitting Back
    18.   
  18. Wash-Tub Philosophy
    19.   
  19. The Sting
    20.   
  20. The Overseer
    21.   
  21. Decision
    22.   
  22. In the Deep of the Heart
    23.   
  23. Where Is Dan?
    24.   
  24. The Rush of Doom
    25.   
  25. Beneath the Ashes
    26.   
  26. A Rope of Sand
    27.   
  27. In the Toils
    28.   
  28. Waiting and Serving
    29.   
  29. Rifted Clouds
    30.   
  30. Beneath the Surface
    31.   
  31. Light at Eventide
The Fourth Watch
Chapter I
The Awakening
The boy plied his hoe in a listless manner, for his thoughts wereelsewhere. Several hundred yards to the right stood the forest, gloriousin its brilliant autumn hues. There among those trees the wary partridgeswere feeding or perching temptingly upon bough, fallen log or raggedstump. To the left the waters of the noble River St. John rippled andsparkled beneath the glowing sun. Over there amidst that long stretch ofmarshland, in many a cove and reedy creek, the wild ducks were securelyhidden. What connection had a rugged, stirring lad with a brown sombrepotato patch when the strong insistent voice of the wild was calling himto fields afar? There was no inspiration here--among these stragglingrows. Nothing to thrill a boy's heart, or to send the blood surging andtingling through his body. But there--! He sighed as he leaned upon hishoe and looked yearningly around. Down on the shore; in a sheltered coveamong the trees, the Scud, a small boat, was idly flapping herdirty patched sail.
"Wonder what dad left it up for?" t                        
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