Richness grows out of the ground, and glory drops out of the
clouds. Me, I'm a man of ideals. Give me room to spread. Let me
strike my gait and I'll make the continents sizzle, and governments
have fits. Expand, Tommy! Expand your mind! Small men has small
ambitions. Large men has wings. That's me."
There were a number of heavy shocks, about the time when the eastern
Mituas districts were picking the trees, and some of the Mituans were
mad about it, but they had a big harvest. They brought cocoa-beans in
caravans and boatloads for a while, and they said it was many years
since they'd had such a harvest, or such a tremblor, and Himself was
a great magician.
The time went by. I heard in Corazon one day that Captain Rickhart
had put into port there on his back voyage, and inquired some for us,
but that was a month before. Later Craney had a contract offered by
the French agencies, and had to buy up most of the North Mituas cocoa
crop to fill it.
One day we sat together in front of the shed. He was laying out
different schemes. He said this tribute business was too small, and
there wasn't much enterprise in it. The Injuns were terrible set in
their ideas.
Pages:
65
66
67
68
69
70
71
72
73
74
75
76
77
78
79
80
81
82
83
84
85
86
87
88
89