Excerpt from The Daughter of Anderson Crow Anderson Crow was as imposing and as rugged as the tallest shaft of marble in the little cemetery on the edge of the town. N 0 one questioned his power and authority, no one misjudged his altitude, and no one overlooked his dignity. For twenty-eight years he had served Tinkletown and himself in the triple capacity of town marshal, fire chief and street commissioner. He had a system Of government peculiarly his own; and no one possessed the heart or temerity to upset it, no matter what may have been the political induce ments. It would have been like trying to improve the laws of nature to put a new man in his place. He had become a fixture that only dissolution could remove. Be it said, however, that dissolution did not have its com mon and accepted meaning when applied to Anderson Crow. For instance, in discoursing upon the oh noxious habits of the town's most dissolute rake Alf Reesling - Anderson had more than once ven tured the opinion that he was carrying his dissolution entirely too far. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.