Bones


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Bones Being Further Adventures in Mr. Commissioner Sanders Country (Classic Reprint)


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Excerpt from Bones Being Further Adventures in Mr. Commissioner Sanders Country We know (though this is not in the Blue Books) that Bosambo called together all his petty chiefs and his head men, from one end of the country to the other, and assembled them squatting expectantly at the foot of the little hillock, where sat Bosambo in his robes of Office (unauthorised but no less magnificent), their upturned faces charged with pride and confidence, eloquent Of the hold this sometime Liberian convict had upon the wayward and fearful folk of the Oehori. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.




"Bones"


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Bones


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Sanders turned to the rail and cast a wistful glance at the low-lying shore. He saw one corner of the white Residency, showing through the sparse isisi palm at the end of the big garden-a smudge of green on yellow from this distance."I hate going-even for six months," he said.Hamilton of the Houssas, with laughter in his blue eyes, and his fumed-oak face-lean and wholesome it was-all a-twitch, whistled with difficulty."Oh, yes, I shall come back again," said Sanders, answering the question in the tune. "I hope things will go well in my absence.""How can they go well?" asked Hamilton, gently. "How can the Isisi live, or the Akasava sow his barbarous potatoes, or the sun shine, or the river run when Sandi Sitani is no longer in the land?""I wouldn't have worried," Sanders went on, ignoring the insult, "if they'd put a good man in charge; but to give a pudden-headed soldier―""We thank you!" bowed Hamilton."―with little or no experience―"




Bones


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BonesBeing Further Adventures in Mr Commissioner Sanders Country


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We know (though this is not in the Blue Books) that Bosambo called together all his petty chiefs and his headmen, from one end of the country to the other, and assembled them squatting expectantly at the foot of the little hillock, where sat Bosambo in his robes of office (unauthorized but no less magnificent), their upturned faces charged with pride and confidence, eloquent of the hold this sometime Liberian convict had upon the wayward and fearful folk of the Ochori...FROM THE BOOKS.




Bones


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Bones


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Sanders turned to the rail and cast a wistful glance at the low-lying shore. He saw one corner of the white Residency, showing through the sparse isisi palm at the end of the big garden-a smudge of green on yellow from this distance."I hate going-even for six months," he said.Hamilton of the Houssas, with laughter in his blue eyes, and his fumed-oak face-lean and wholesome it was-all a-twitch, whistled with difficulty."Oh, yes, I shall come back again," said Sanders, answering the question in the tune. "I hope things will go well in my absence.""How can they go well?" asked Hamilton, gently. "How can the Isisi live, or the Akasava sow his barbarous potatoes, or the sun shine, or the river run when Sandi Sitani is no longer in the land?""I wouldn't have worried," Sanders went on, ignoring the insult, "if they'd put a good man in charge; but to give a pudden-headed soldier―""We thank you!" bowed Hamilton."―with little or no experience―"