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Title: The Book of Gud

Author: Dan Spain
Harold Hersey

Release Date: August 22, 2010 [EBook #33501]

Language: English

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The Book of Gud

By Dan Spain and Harold Hersey

This etext was produced from Main Street, July 1929. Extensive research
did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication
was renewed.

_DIP INTO THIS NOVEL ANYWHERE.... It deals with a god in whom
nobody believed, and of his adventures the day after eternity.
For instance, try Chapter XVI._

Chapter I

One Sunday afternoon I was driving through a sparsely settled region on
the southwest slope of the Catskills. It was growing late and I was
anxious to get back to New York, but I had lost my way. In an attempt to
cut across to the Hudson River road I turned up a poorly traveled lane,
which, after ten miles of going, petered out into a mere abandoned
trail.

I kept on this for perhaps three miles further without passing a house,
and then came to a low rambling structure half hidden among a grove of
ancient overhanging trees. It was near lamp-lighting time and I was
puzzled to know whether the place was deserted or not. I turned my car
in toward the house, bumped over loose rocks--and my engine died.

A man appeared on the porch. He was lanky in build, a little stooped,
apparently about forty years of age, and was dressed in a blue flannel
shirt and a pair of corduroy trousers.

"Can you tell me how far it is to New York?" I asked.

"Yes."

"How far is it?"

"About a hundred miles as the crow flies."

"But how far is it by automobile?"

"I don't know," replied the man, who seemed to be better posted on crow
flights than auto travel.

He offered no further remarks, but stood there indifferently eyeing the
car.

Curbing my annoyance I inquired: "How do I get out to a good aut