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220 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1935
"Who made that awful smell out here, Clay?" Dene asked haltingly. "It’s the nastiest thing."That's the skunky lay-preacher Semon Dye. The rubes of Rocky Comfort are about to be hornswoggled -- "Well, I’ll be doggone!"
Frankly, we feel that we did our job for Caldwell in defending God's Little Acre in the courts. Although we deeply resent the idea of appearing to be pornography publishers, we don't think that it is our job to go on spending our time and money on legal battles. Unfortunately, the new book, though as inoffensive to intelligent readers as God's Little Acre was, is even more vulnerable from Mr. Sumner's point of view, and would be sure to be attacked if published in a regular edition.
Quello che ti prende, è proprio il fatto di star seduto là a guardare gli alberi per tutta la giornata attraverso la fessura. Non so davvero che cosa sia, e magari, a pensarci, non è proprio niente. Ma non si tratta di sapere che cos’è, in ogni caso; si tratta solo del fatto che a star seduto là, a guardare attraverso la crepa, mi dà un senso come se il paradiso non dovesse essere poi così lontano.