#arnold muller

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putterings, 529-528

  hands busy silent, signs about the house. haggard lines and always, liked to talk as much  

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about the house. There were haggard lines in his face, signs

        When Ezra had finally escaped and had drawn the covers over his head he lay for a time thinking how he hated the daylight that had not yet fully died out of the sky. Then he dropped into a shamed and stunned sleep. He did not yet know that youth with its irresponsibilities had that night been left behind him, and that new issues would face him at the coming of the dawn.       At four o’clock the next morning Jan Harmdyk was puttering about the house. There were haggard lines in his face, signs of the sleeplessness that had been his during the night.       “Ezra-a-a,” he shouted up the narrow stairway. “Ja-a-a,” came the sleepy response. .       Baby Johannes stirred uneasily in his sleep as he lay by the side of his burly brother awakening. Neither one of the boys was fully awake but both felt the discomfort that the first breaking in of consciousness gives to the weary sleeper, and both also felt the delicious luxury of the forbidden moments in the twilight time between the awakening and the getting up.

ex Arnold Muller, The Dominie of Harlem (Chicago, 1913) : 289 via google books : link

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Arnold Muller (1885-1959), newspaper editor, writer, professor at Kalamzoo College brief bio at Dutch the Media : link