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“OUR CONTINENT” LIBRARY.
D U S T:
A NOVEL
BY
Julian Hawthorne,
Author of “Bressant,” “Sebastian Strome,” “Idolatry,”
“Garth,” etc.
NEW YORK:
FORDS, HOWARD, & HULBERT
1883
| COPYRIGHT, 1882, By Julian Hawthorne. All rights reserved. |
ILLUSTRATIONS.
| Julian Hawthorne (Portrait), | [Frontispiece.] |
| “I am a Bit of a Surgeon; Let me Look at Your Arm,” | [14] |
| “Pulling Themselves Together and Discussing the Magnitude of Their Disaster,” | [86] |
| “I Tied the Card to the Gate Myself. Nobody can Fail to See it,” | [134] |
“Only the Actions of the Just
Smell Sweet and Blossom in the Dust.”