Torchy. Ford Sewell

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       Sewell Ford

      Torchy

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066241186

Table of Contents

       TORCHY

       CHAPTER I

       GETTING IN WITH THE GLORY BE

       CHAPTER II

       A JOLT FOR PIDDIE

       CHAPTER III

       MEETING UP WITH THE GREAT SKID

       CHAPTER IV

       FROSTING THE PROFESS

       CHAPTER V

       WHERE MILDRED GOT NEXT

       CHAPTER VI

       SHUNTING BROTHER BILL

       CHAPTER VII

       KEEPING TABS ON PIDDIE

       CHAPTER VIII

       A WHIRL WITH KAZEDKY

       CHAPTER IX

       DOWN THE BUMPS WITH CLIFFY

       CHAPTER X

       BACKING OUT OF A FLUFF RIOT

       CHAPTER XI

       RUNG IN WITH THE GOLD SPOONERS

       CHAPTER XII

       LANDING ON A SIDE STREET

       CHAPTER XIII

       FIRST AID FOR THE MAIN STEM

       CHAPTER XIV

       IN ON THE OOLONG

       CHAPTER XV

       BATTING IT UP TO TORCHY

       CHAPTER XVI

       THROWING THE LINE TO SKID

       CHAPTER XVII

       TOUCHING ON TINK TUTTLE

       CHAPTER XVIII

       GETTING HERMES ON THE BOUNCE

       CHAPTER XIX

       WHEN MISS VEE THREW THE DARE

       EDGAR RICE BURROUGH'S NOVELS

       JAMES OLIVER CURWOOD'S STORIES OF ADVENTURE

TORCHY

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CHAPTER I

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GETTING IN WITH THE GLORY BE

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      Sure, I was carryin' the banner. But say, I ain't one of them kids that gets callouses on the hands doin' it. When I'm handed the fresh air on payday, I don't choke to death over it. I goes out and rustles for another job. And I takes my pick, too. Why not? It's just as easy.

      This time I gets a bug that the new Octopus Buildin' might have been put up special for me. Anyway, it looked good from the outside, and I blows in through the plate glass merry go round. The arcade was all to the butterscotch, everything handy, from an AD T. stand to Turkish baths in the basement.

      "Got any express elevators?" says I to the starter guy.

      "Think of buying the buildin', sonny?" says he.

      "There'd be room for you on the sidewalk if I did," says I. "But say, if you can tear your eyes off the candy counter queen long enough, tell me who's got a sign out this mornin'."

      "They're going to elect a second vice-president of the Interurban to-day. Would that suit you?" says he, twistin' up his lip whisker and lookin' cute.

      "Maybe," says I; "but I'd take a portfolio as head office boy if I knew