Moon-Face: And Other Stories: Original Text

By: London, Jack

John Claverhouse was a moon-faced man. You know the kind, cheek-bones wide apart, chin and forehead melting into the cheeks to complete the perfect round, and the nose, broad and pudgy, equidistant from the circumference, flattened against the very centre ofthe face like a dough-ball upon the ceiling. Perhaps that is why I hated him, for truly he hadbecome an offense to my eyes, and I believed the earth to be cumbered with his presence.Perhaps my mother may have been superstitious of the moon and looked upon it over thewrong shoulder at the wrong time.Be that as it may, I hated John Claverhouse. Not that he had done me what society wouldconsider a wrong or an ill turn. Far from it. The evil was of a deeper, subtler sort; so elusive, so intangible, as to defy clear, definite analysis in words. We all experience such things atsome period in our lives. For the first time we see a certain individual, one who the veryinstant before we did not dream existed; and yet, at the first moment of meeting, we say: "Ido not like that man." Why do we not like him? Ah, we do not know why; we know only thatwe do not. We have taken a dislike, that is all. And so I with John Claverhouse.What right had such a man to be happy? Yet he was an optimist. He was always gleefuland laughing. All things were always all right, curse him Ah I how it grated on my soul thathe should be so happy Other men could laugh, and it did not bother me. I even used tolaugh myself-before I met John Claverhou

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: B08CWG6361
• ISBN13: 9798666204719
• Release Date: January 1
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 94 Pages
• Weight: 0.33 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.2" x 6.0" x 9.0"