Self-made man, A Copper Harvest; or, The Boys who Worked a Deserted Mine (1905)
“ The glare of the fire showed him the ghastly countenance of Gideon Prawle turned toward the ceiling.“Wake up! Wake up, Prawle! The place is on fire!” cried Jack, seizing the man from the West and shaking him roughly.But Prawle never made a move of his own accord, but lay like a log in the boy’s grasp.“What’s the matter with you? Wake up!”Jack grabbed him with both hands and pulled him up into a sitting posture.Prawle’s head rolled over on his shoulder like that of a dead man.“In Heaven’s name, what can be the matter with the man? He looks like death. Has he had another fit?” ”
