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Title: The Court of Boyville

Author: William Allen White

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Language: English

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THE COURT OF BOYVILLE

By

William Allen White

Author Of The Real Issue, etc.

Illustrated by ORSON LOWELL (with the exception of the first story,
the illustrations for which are by GUSTAV VERBEEK).

1898

CONTENTS

PROLOGUE

THE MARTYRDOM OF "MEALY" JONES

A RECENT CONFEDERATE VICTORY

"WHILE THE EVIL DAYS COME NOT"

JAMES SEARS: A NAUGHTY PERSON

MUCH POMP AND SEVERAL CIRCUMSTANCES

"THE HERB CALLED HEARTS-EASE"

Where is Boyville? By what track
May we trace our journey back;
Up what mountains, thro' what seas
By what meadow-lands and leas,
Must we travel to the bourne
Of the shady rows of corn
That lead down to the Willows
Where the day is always morn?

ILLUSTRATIONS

"Say, boys, where's its bottle?"

The three boys were scuffling for the possession of a piece of rope

He saw Abe catch Jimmy and hold his head under water

He felt his father's finger under his collar and his own feet shambling

Mrs. Jones stooped to the floor and took her child by an arm

His feet hanging out of the back of the wagon that had held the coffin

His luck was bad

He withdrew from the game and sat alone against the barn

As she turned to her turkey-slicing

The new preacher, for whom the party was made

The first long dress

"Dickey, Dickey, for gracious sake, keep still"

"Did you know my dad was a soldier?"

During the next two hour