Bøger af Sewell Ford

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The House of Torchy is a novel written by Sewell Ford and published in 1918. The story revolves around the life of Torchy, a young man who works as a messenger boy for a newspaper. Torchy is a witty and resourceful character who always finds himself in the middle of some kind of mischief.The novel is set in New York City during the early 20th century and provides a vivid description of the city's bustling streets, crowded tenements, and vibrant neighborhoods. The House of Torchy is a humorous and entertaining novel that captures the spirit of the times and provides a glimpse into the social and cultural milieu of the era.Throughout the book, Torchy finds himself in a series of hilarious and often dangerous situations. He becomes involved in a plot to steal a valuable necklace, helps a friend escape from a gang of thugs, and even gets mixed up in a political scandal. Despite his misadventures, Torchy always manages to come out on top, thanks to his quick wit and cunning.The House of Torchy is a classic example of early 20th-century American literature. It is a fun and engaging read that will appeal to anyone interested in the history of New York City or the era in which it was written.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.

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Notice any gold dust on my back? No? Well it's a wonder there ain't, for I've been up against the money bags so close I expect you can find eagle prints all over me. That's what it is to build up a rep. Looks like all the fat wads in New York was gettin' to know about Shorty McCabe, and how I'm a sure cure for everything that ails 'em. You see, I no sooner take hold of one down and outer, sweat the high livin' out of him, and fix him up like new with a private course of rough house exercises, than he passes the word along to another; and so it goes.

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""Shorty McCabe On The Job"" is a novel written by Sewell Ford and published in 1915. The book follows the adventures of the titular character, Shorty McCabe, a rough and tumble Irish-American who works as a private detective in New York City. McCabe is known for his street smarts, quick wit, and willingness to do whatever it takes to get the job done. In this installment of the series, McCabe is tasked with solving a series of crimes that have been plaguing the city, including a rash of burglaries and a string of mysterious disappearances. Along the way, he must navigate the seedy underworld of New York, outsmarting crooks and con men at every turn. With plenty of humor, action, and suspense, ""Shorty McCabe On The Job"" is a classic detective story that will keep readers on the edge of their seats from beginning to end.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.

"Well, it's come! Uh-huh! And sudden, too, like I knew it would, if it came at all. No climbin' the ladder for me, not while they run express elevators. And, believe me, when the gate opened, I was right there with my foot out. It was like this: One mornin' I'm in my old place behind the brass rail, at the jump-end of the buzzer. I'm everybody's slave in general, and Piddie's football in particular. You know-head office boy of the Corrugated Trust."

"It was a case of declarin' time out on the house. Uh-huh-a whole afternoon. What's the use bein' a private sec. in good standin' unless you can put one over on the time-clock now and then? Besides, I had a social date; and, now Mr. Robert is back on the job so steady and is gettin' so domestic in his habits, somebody's got to represent the Corrugated Trust at these function things."

"I forget just what it was Vee was rummagin' for in the drawer of her writin' desk. Might have been last month's milk bill, or a stray hair net, or the plans and specifications for buildin' a spiced layer cake with only two eggs. Anyway, right in the middle of the hunt she cuts loose with the staccato stuff, indicatin' surprise, remorse, sudden grief and other emotions."

"I must say I didn't get much excited at first over this Marion Gray tragedy. You see, I'd just blown in from Cleveland, where I'd been shunted by the Ordnance Department to report on a new motor kitchen. And after spendin' ten days soppin' up information about a machine that was a cross between a road roller and an owl lunch wagon, and fillin' my system with army stews cooked on the fly, I'm suddenly called off. Someone at Washington had discovered that this flying cook-stove thing was a problem for the Quartermaster's Department, and wires me to drop it."

"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 A. D. T. stand to Turkish baths in the basement."

"Do things just happen, like peculiar changes in the weather, or is there a general scheme on file somewhere? Is it a free-for-all we're mixed up in-with our Harry Thaws and our Helen Kellers; our white slavers, our white hopes, and our white plague campaigns; our trunk murders, and our fire heroes? Or are we runnin' on schedule and headed somewhere? I ain't givin' you the answer. I'm just slippin' you the proposition, with the side remark that now and then, when the jumble seems worse than ever, you can get a glimpse of what might be a clew, or might not."

"Excuse me, mister man, but ain't you-Hello, yourself! Blamed if I didn't think there was somethin' kind of natural about the looks, as you come pikin' by. How're they runnin', eh? Well say, I ain't seen you since we used to hit up the grammar school together. You've seen me, eh? Oh, sure! I'd forgot. That was when you showed up at the old Athletic club the night I got the belt away from the Kid. Doin' sportin' news then, wa'n't you? Chucked all that now, I s'pose?"

"Say, I thought I'd taken a sportin' chance now and then before; but I was only kiddin' myself. Believe me, this gettin' married act is the big plunge. Uh-huh! Specially when it's done offhand and casual, the way we went at it.My first jolt is handed me early in the mornin' as we piles off the mountain express at this little flag stop up in Vermont, and a roly-poly gent in a horse-blanket ulster and a coonskin cap with a badge on it steps up and greets me cheerful."