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Title: A Rough Shaking
Author: George MacDonald
Release Date: September, 2005 [EBook #8886] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on August 20, 2003]
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A ROUGH SHAKING
By
George MacDonald

Contents.
Chap. I. How I came to know Clare Skymer II. With his parents III. Without his parents IV. The new family V. His new home VI. What did draw out his first smile VII. Clare and his brothers VIII. Clare and his human brothers IX. Clare the defender X. The black aunt XI. Clare on the farm XII. Clare becomes a guardian of the poor XIII. Clare the vagabond XIV. Their first helper XV. Their first host XVI. On the tramp XVII. The baker's cart XVIII. Beating the town XIX. The blacksmith and his forge XX. Tommy reconnoitres XXI. Tommy is found and found out XXII. The smith in a rage XXIII. Treasure trove XXIV. Justifiable burglary XXV. A new quest XXVI. A new entrance XXVII. The baby has her breakfast XXVIII. Treachery XXIX. The baker XXX. The draper XXXI. An addition to the family XXXII. Shop and baby XXXIII. A bad penny XXXIV. How things went for a time XXXV. Clare disregards the interests of his employers XXXVI. The policeman XXXVII. The magistrate XXXVIII. The workhouse XXXIX. Away XL. Maly XLI. The caravans XLII. Nimrod XLIII. Across country XLIV. A third mother XLV. The menagerie XLVI. The angel of the wild beasts XLVII. Glum Gunn XLVIII. The Puma XLIX. Glum Gunn's revenge L. Clare seeks help LI. Clare a true master LII. Miss Tempest LIII. The gardener LIV. The kitchen LV. The wheel rests for a time LVI. Strategy LVII. Ann Shotover LVIII. Child-talk LIX. Lovers' walks LX. The shoe-black LXI. A walk with consequences LXII. The cage of the puma LXIII. The dome of the angels LXIV. The panther LXV. At home LXVI. The end of Clare Skymer's boyhood
Illustrations.
Clare, Tommy, and the baby in custody Mrs. Porson finds Clare by the side of his dead mother Clare is heard talking to Maly Clare makes friends during Mr. Porson's absence The blacksmith gives Clare and Tommy a rough greeting Clare and Abdiel at the locked pump Clare proceeds to untie the ropes from the ring in the bull's nose Clare finds the advantage of a powerful friend The gardener's discomfiture Clare asks Miss Shotover to let him carry Ann home Clare is found giving the shoeblack a lesson Clare asleep in the puma's cage
Dedicated to my great-nephew, Norman MacKay Binney, aged seven, because his Godfather and Godmother love him dearly.
Hampstead, August 26, 1890.

A ROUGH SHAKING.
Chapter I
.
How I Came to know Clare Skymer.
It was a day when everything around seemed almost perfect: everything does, now and then, come nearly right for a moment or two, preparatory to coming all right for good at the last. It was the third week in June. The great furnace was glowing and shining in full force, driving the ship of our life at her best speed through the ocean of space. For on deck, and between decks, and aloft, there is so much more going on at one time than at another, that I may well say she was then going at her best speed, for there is quality as well as rate in motion. The trees were all well clothed, most of them in their very best. Their garments were soaking up the light and the heat, and the wind was going about among them, telling now one and now another, that all was well, and getting through an immense amount of comfort-work in a single minute. It said a word or two to myself as often as it passed me, and made me happier than any boy I know just at present, for I