The Big Man's Pile Rumbled on With the Sales-Taw

Hudson had often declared he meant to do that someday. He wasn't going around the world, not just now. Lately, he had had in his mind to build a little shack and some out of the way plays,. And put in there from Friday afternoon to Tuesday morning, at least in decent weather, tramp, fish, botanize, read light novels, sleep, live the simple life. Spring would be a long soon.