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5	THE PRINCESS.	While they were thus busied, Ian, with his face to the wall, in the dim light of the candle by which he was making his first rough sketches, began the story of his flight from Russia. Long ere he ended, Alister came close behind him, and there stood, his bosom heaving with emotion, his eyes burning with a dry fire. Ian...	{ "id": "5967" }
6	THE TWO PAIRS.	The next morning, on the way to the village, the brothers overtook Christina and Mercy, and they walked along together. The young men felt inclined to be the more friendly with the girls, that the men of their own family were so unworthy of them. A man who does not respect a woman because she is a woman, cannot have ...	{ "id": "5967" }
7	AN CABRACH MOR.	I have already said that the young men had not done well as hunters. They had neither experience nor trustworthy attendance: none of the chief's men would hunt with them. They looked on them as intruders, and those who did not share in their chiefs dislike to useless killing, yet respected it. Neither Christian nor Ser...	{ "id": "5967" }
8	THE STAG'S HEAD.	Alister went straight to his brother's room, his heart bursting with indignation. It was some time before Ian could get the story from him in plain consecution; every other moment he would diverge into fierce denunciations. "Hadn't you better tell your master what has happened?" at length said Ian. "He ought to know ...	{ "id": "5967" }
9	ANNIE OF THE SHOP.	At the dance in the chief's barn, Sercombe had paired with Annie of the shop oftener than with any other of the girls. That she should please him at all, was something in his favour, for she was a simple, modest girl, with the nicest feeling of the laws of intercourse, the keenest perception both of what is in itself r...	{ "id": "5967" }
10	THE ENCOUNTER.	Annie came again to her chief, with the complaint that Mr. Sercombe persisted in his attentions. Alister went to see her home. They had not gone far when Sercombe overtook them, and passed. The chief told Annie to go on, and called after him, "I must have a word or two with you, Mr. Sercombe!" He turned and came up ...	{ "id": "5967" }
11	A LESSON.	All the gentlemen at the New House left it together, and its ladies were once more abandoned to the society of Nature, who said little to any of them. For, though she recognized her grandchildren, and did what she could for them, it was now time they should make some move towards acquaintance with her. A point comes wh...	{ "id": "5967" }
12	NATURE.	The girls had every liberty; their mother seldom interfered. Herself true to her own dim horn-lantern, she had confidence in the discretion of her daughters, and looked for no more than discretion. Hence an amount of intercourse was possible between them and the young men, which must have speedily grown to a genuine in...	{ "id": "5967" }
13	GRANNY ANGRY.	It must not be supposed that all the visiting was on the part of those of the New House. The visits thence were returned by both matron and men. But somehow there was never the same freedom in the house as in the cottage. The difference did not lie in the presence of the younger girls: they were well behaved, friendly,...	{ "id": "5967" }
14	CHANGE.	Christina walked home without difficulty, but the next day did not leave her bed, and it was a fortnight before she was able to be out of doors. When Ian and she met, her manner was not quite the same as before. She seemed a little timid. As she shook hands with him her eyes fell; and when they looked up again, as if a...	{ "id": "5967" }
15	LOVE ALLODIAL.	While the chief went on in his humble way, enjoying life and his lowly position; seeming, in the society of his brother, to walk the outer courts of heaven; and, unsuspicious of the fact, growing more and more in love with the ill educated, but simple, open, and wise Mercy, a trouble was gathering for him of which he h...	{ "id": "5967" }
16	MERCY CALLS ON GRANNIE.	Although the subject did not again come up, Mercy had not forgotten what Ian had said about listening for the word of Nature, and had resolved to get away the first time she could, and see whether Grannie, as Ian had called her, would have anything to do with her. It were hard to say what she expected--something half m...	{ "id": "5967" }
17	IN THE TOMB.	The brothers had that same morning paid their visit to the tomb, and there spent the day after their usual fashion, intending to go home the same night, and as the old moon was very late in rising, to take the earlier and rougher part of the way in the twilight. Just as they were setting out, however, what they rightly...	{ "id": "5967" }
1	AT A HIGH SCHOOL.	When Mercy was able to go down to the drawing-room, she found the evenings pass as never evenings passed before; and during the day, although her mother and Christina came often to see her, she had time and quiet for thinking. And think she must; for she found herself in a region of human life so different from any she...	{ "id": "5968" }
2	A TERRIBLE DISCOVERY.	So entirely were the chief and his family out of the world, that they had not yet a notion of the worldly relations of Mr. Peregrine Palmer. But the mother thought it high time to make inquiry as to his position and connections. She had an old friend in London, the wife of a certain vice-chancellor, with whom she held ...	{ "id": "5968" }
3	HOW ALISTER TOOK IT.	They could not find Alister, who had gone to the smithy. It was tea-time before he came home. As soon as he entered, his mother handed him the letter. He read it without a word, laid it on the table beside his plate, and began to drink his tea, his eyes gleaming with a strange light, lan kept silence also. Mrs. Macru...	{ "id": "5968" }
4	LOVE.	Christina went back to London considerably changed. Her beauty was greater far, for there was a new element in it--a certain atmosphere of distances and shadows gave mystery to her landscape. Her weather, that is her mood, was now subject to changes which to many made her more attractive. Fits of wild gaiety alternated...	{ "id": "5968" }
5	PASSION AND PATIENCE.	It was a glorious morning, and as they climbed, the lightening air made their spirits rise with their steps. Great masses of cloud hung beyond the edge of the world, and here and there towered foundationless in the sky--huge tumulous heaps of white vapour with gray shadows. The sun was strong, and poured down floods of...	{ "id": "5968" }
6	LOVE GLOOMING.	Ian, the light of his mother's eyes, was gone, and she felt forsaken. Alister was too much occupied with Mercy to feel his departure as on former occasions, yet he missed him every hour of the day. Mercy and he met, but not for some time in open company, as Christina refused to go near the cottage. Things were ripening...	{ "id": "5968" }
7	A GENEROUS DOWRY.	The only hope of the chief's mother was in what the girl's father might say to her son's proposal. Would not his pride revolt against giving his daughter to a man who would not receive his blessing in money? Mr. Peregrine Palmer arrived, and the next day Alister called upon him. Not unprepared for the proposal of t...	{ "id": "5968" }
8	MISTRESS CONAL.	Mr. Peregrine Palmer's generosity had in part rested on the idea of securing the estate against reverse of fortune, sufficiently possible though not expected; while with the improvements almost in hand, the shooting would make him a large return. He felt the more wronged by the ridiculous scruples of the chief--in whic...	{ "id": "5968" }
9	THE MARCHES.	It was plainly of no use for the chief to attempt mollifying Mr. Palmer. So long as it was possible for him to be what he was, it must be impossible for him to understand the conscience that compelled the chief to refuse participation in the results of his life. Where a man's own conscience is content, how shall he lis...	{ "id": "5968" }
10	MIDNIGHT.	Mercy sat alone but not lonely at her window. A joy in her heart made her independent for the time of human intercourse. Life at the moment was livable without it, for there was no bar between her and her lover. The evening drew on. They sent her food. She forgot to eat it, and sat looking, till the lines of the hori...	{ "id": "5968" }
11	SOMETHING STRANGE.	Alister did not feel inclined to go home. The night was more like Mercy, and he lingered with the night, inhabiting the dream that it was Mercy's house, and she in the next room. He turned into the castle, climbed the broken steps, and sat on the corner of the wall, the blank hill before him, asleep standing, with the ...	{ "id": "5968" }
12	THE POWER OF DARKNESS.	He found his mother at breakfast, wondering what had become of him. "Are you equal to a bit of bad news, mother?" he asked with a smile. The mother's thoughts flew instantly to Ian. "Oh, it's nothing about Ian!" said the chief, answering her look. Its expression changed; she hoped now it was some fresh obstacle...	{ "id": "5968" }
13	THE NEW STANCE.	The Macruadh cast his mind's and his body's eye too upon the small strip of ground on the west side of the castle-ridge, between it and the tiny tributary of the strath burn which was here the boundary between the lands of the two lairds. The slope of the ridge on this side was not so steep, and before the rock sank in...	{ "id": "5968" }
14	THE PEAT-MOSS.	For the first winter the Clanruadh had not much to fear--hardly more than usual: they had their small provision of potatoes and meal, and some a poor trifle of money. But "Lady Macruadh" was anxious lest the new cottages should not be quite dry, and gave a general order that fires were to be burned in them for some tim...	{ "id": "5968" }
15	A DARING VISIT.	Mercy soon learned that some sort of encounter had taken place between her father's shooting party and some of the clan; also that the chief was hurt, but not in what manner--for by silent agreement that was not mentioned: it might seem to put them in the wrong! She had heard enough, however, to fill her with anxiety. ...	{ "id": "5968" }
16	THE FLITTING.	The time was drawing nigh when the warning of ejection would doubtless begin to be put in force; and the chief hearing, through Rob of the Angels, that attempts were making to stir the people up, determined to render them futile: they must be a trick of the enemy to get them into trouble! Taking counsel therefore with ...	{ "id": "5968" }
17	THE NEW VILLAGE.	The winter came down upon them early, and the chief and his mother had a sore time of it. Well as they had known it before, the poverty of their people was far better understood by them now. Unable to endure the sight of it, and spending more and more to meet it, they saw it impossible for them to hold out. For a long ...	{ "id": "5968" }
18	A FRIENDLY OFFER	It was agreed between mother and son to submit the matter to Ian, and if he should, be of the same mind, at once to negotiate the sale of the land, in order to carry the clan to Canada. They wrote therefore to Ian, and composed themselves to await his answer. It was a sorrowful thing to Alister to seem for a moment t...	{ "id": "5968" }
19	ANOTHER EXPULSION.	Mr. Peregrine Palmer brooded more and more upon what he counted the contempt of the chief. It became in him almost a fixed idea. It had already sent out several suckers, and had, amongst others, developed the notion that he was despised by those from whom first of all he looked for the appreciation after which his soul...	{ "id": "5968" }
20	ALISTER'S PRINCESS.	Ten peaceful days they spent in the cave-house. It was cold outside, but the clear air of the hill-top was delicious, and inside it was warm and dry. There were plenty of books, and Mercy never felt the time a moment too long. The mother talked freely of her sons, and of their father, of the history of the clan, of her...	{ "id": "5968" }
21	THE FAREWELL.	A month passed, and the flag of their exile was seen flying in the bay. The same hour the chief's horses were put to, the carts were loaded, their last things gathered. Few farewells had to be made, for the whole clan, except two that had gone to the bad, turned out at the minute appointed. The chief arranged them in m...	{ "id": "5968" }
1	ONE SOWETH	‘If it be a duty to respect other men’s claims, so also is it a duty to maintain our own.’ IT is in the staging of her comedies that fate shows herself superior to mere human invention. While we, with careful regard to scenery, place our conventional puppets on the stage and bid them play their old old parts in a...	{ "id": "5987" }
2	ANOTHER REAPETH	‘Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt.’ DURING the course of a harum-scarum youth in the city of Dublin certain persons had been known to predict that Mr. Frederick Conyngham had a future before him. Mostly pleasant-spoken Irish persons these, who had the racial habit of saying that which is likely to be welcome...	{ "id": "5987" }
3	LIKE SHIPS UPON THE SEA	‘No one can be more wise than destiny.’ ‘WHAT are we waiting for? why, two more passengers—grand ladies as they tell me—and the captain has gone ashore to fetch them,’ the first mate of the ‘Granville’ barque, of London, made answer to Frederick Conyngham, and he breathed on his fingers as he spoke, for the north-wes...	{ "id": "5987" }
4	LE PREMIER PAS	‘Be as one that knoweth and yet holdeth his tongue.’ THE little town of Algeciras lies, as many know, within sight of Gibraltar, and separated from that stronghold by a broad bay. It is on the mainland of Spain, and in direct communication by road with the great port of Cadiz. Another road, little better than a bridl...	{ "id": "5987" }
5	CONTRABAND	‘What rights are his that dares not strike for them?’ AN hour before sunrise two horses stood shuffling their feet and chewing their bits before the hotel of the Marina at Algeciras, while their owner, a short and thick-set man of an exaggeratedly villanous appearance, attended to such straps and buckles as he suspec...	{ "id": "5987" }
6	AT RONDA	‘Le plus grand art d’un habile homme est celui de savoir cacher son habileté.’ WHEN Conyngham awoke after a night conscientiously spent in that profound slumber which waits on an excellent digestion and a careless heart, he found the prison attendant at his bedside. A less easy-going mind would perhaps have leapt...	{ "id": "5987" }
7	IN A MOORISH GARDEN	‘When love is not a blasphemy, it is a religion.’ THERE is perhaps a subtle significance in the fact that the greatest, the cruellest, the most barbarous civil war of modern days, if not of all time, owed its outbreak and its long continuance to the influence of a woman. When Ferdinand VII. of Spain died, in 1833, af...	{ "id": "5987" }
8	THE LOVE LETTER	‘I must mix myself with action lest I wither by despair.’ ‘NO one,’ Conyngham heard a voice exclaiming as he went into the garden on returning from his fruitless ride, ‘no one knows what I have suffered.’ He paused in the dark doorway, not wishing to intrude upon Estella and her visitors; for he perceived the forms...	{ "id": "5987" }
9	A WAR OF WIT	‘La discrétion est l’art du mensonge.’ THE Alcalde blew out his cheeks and looked at General Vincente. Señora Barenna would with small encouragement have thrown herself into Conyngham’s arms; but she received none whatever, and instead frowned at Julia. Estella was looking haughtily at her father, and would not meet ...	{ "id": "5987" }
10	THE CITY OF DISCONTENT	‘En paroles ou en actions, être discret, c’est s’abstenir.’ ‘THERE is,’ observed Frederick Conyngham to himself as he climbed into the saddle in the grey dawn of the following morning, ‘there is a certain picturesqueness about these proceedings which pleases me.’ Concepçion Vara indeed supplied a portion of this ro...	{ "id": "5987" }
11	A TANGLED WEB	‘Wherein I am false, I am honest—not true to be true.’ ‘AND—would you believe it? —there are soldiers in the house, at the very door of Julia’s apartments.’ Señora Barenna, who made this remark, heaved a sigh and sat back in her canework chair with that jerkiness of action which in elderly ladies usually betokens imp...	{ "id": "5987" }
12	ON THE TOLEDO ROAD	‘Une bonne intention est une échelle trop courte.’ CONYNGHAM made his way without difficulty or incident from Xeres to Cordova, riding for the most part in front of the clumsy diligencia wherein he had bestowed his luggage. The road was wearisome enough, and the last stages, through the fertile plains bordering the G...	{ "id": "5987" }
13	A WISE IGNORAMUS	‘God help me! I know nothing—can but pray.’ IT was Father Concha’s custom to attend, at his church between the hours of nine and ten in the morning, to such wants spiritual or temporal as individual members of his flock chose to bring to him. Thus it usually happened that the faithful found the old priest at nine o...	{ "id": "5987" }
14	A WEIGHT OF EVIDENCE	‘The woman who loves you is at once your detective and accomplice.’ THE old priest was walking leisurely up the avenue towards the Casa Barenna when the branches of a dwarf ilex were pushed aside, and there came to him from their leafy concealment, not indeed a wood-nymph, but Señora Barenna, with her finger at her l...	{ "id": "5987" }
15	AN ULTIMATUM	‘I do believe yourself against yourself.’ NEITHER Estella nor her father had a great liking for the city of Madrid, which indeed is at no time desirable. In the winter it is cold, in the summer exceedingly hot, and during the changes of the seasons of a treacherous weather difficult to surpass. The social atmosphere ...	{ "id": "5987" }
16	IN HONOUR	‘He makes no friend who never made a foe.’ CONYNGHAM remembered the name of Pleydell well enough, and glanced sharply at Estella, recollecting that the General received the ‘Times’ from London. Before he had time to make an answer, and indeed he had none ready, the General came into the room. ‘Ah!’ said Vincente in...	{ "id": "5987" }
17	IN MADRID	‘Some keepeth silence knowing his time.’ ‘WHO travels slowly may arrive too late,’ said the Padre Concha, with a pessimistic shake of the head, as the carrier’s cart in which he had come from Toledo drew up in the Plazuela de la Cebada at Madrid. The careful penury of many years had not, indeed, enabled the old pries...	{ "id": "5987" }
18	IN TOLEDO	‘Meddle not with many matters; for if thou meddle much thou shalt not be innocent.’ THE Café of the Ambassadeurs in the Calle de la Montera was at this time the fashionable resort of visitors to the city of Madrid. Its tone was neither political nor urban, but savoured rather of the cosmopolitan. The waiters at t...	{ "id": "5987" }
19	CONCEPÇION TAKES THE ROAD	‘Who knows? the man is proven by the hour.’ AFTER the great storm came a calm almost as startling. It seemed indeed as if Nature stood abashed and silent before the results of her sudden rage. Day after day the sun glared down from a cloudless sky, and all Castile was burnt brown as a desert. In the streets of Madrid...	{ "id": "5987" }
20	ON THE TALAVERA ROAD	‘Les barrières servent à indiquer où il faut passer.’ AN hour’s ride to the west of Toledo, on the road to Torrijos and Talavera, and in the immediate neighbourhood of the village of Galvez, two men sat in the shadow of a great rock, and played cards. They played quietly and without vociferation, illustrating the adv...	{ "id": "5987" }
21	A CROSS-EXAMINATION	‘Wherein I am false I am honest—not true to be true.’ ‘I WILL sing you a contrabandista song,’ said Concepçion, as the party rode towards Toledo in the moonlight. ‘The song we—they sing when the venture has been successful. You may hear it any dark night in the streets of Gaucin.’ ‘Sing,’ said the older soldier, ‘i...	{ "id": "5987" }
22	REPARATION	‘Il s’en faut bien que l’innocence trouve autant de protection que le crime.’ FOR those minded to leave Spain at this time, there was but one route, namely, the south, for the northern exits were closed by the Carlists, still in power there, though thinning fast. Indeed, Don Carlos ...	{ "id": "5987" }
23	LARRALDE’S PRICE	‘It is as difficult to be entirely bad as it is to be entirely good.’ TO those who say that there is no Faith, Spain is in itself a palpable answer. No country in the world can show such cathedrals as those of Granada, Cordova, Seville, Toledo, Burgos. In any other land any one of these great structures would suffice...	{ "id": "5987" }
24	PRIESTCRAFT	‘No man I fear can effect great benefits for his country without some sacrifice of the minor virtues.’ THE Señora Barenna was a leading social light in Toledo, insomuch as she never refused an invitation. ‘One has one’s duties towards society,’ she would say with a sigh. ‘Though the saints know that I take no p...	{ "id": "5987" }
25	SWORDCRAFT	‘Rien n’est plus courageux qu’un cœur patient, rien n’est plus sûr de soi qu’un ésprit doux.’ THE General set down his glass, and a queer light came into his eyes, usually so smiling and pleasant. ‘Ah! Then you are right, my friend. Tell us your story as quickly as possible.’ ‘It appears,’ said Concha, ‘that ...	{ "id": "5987" }
26	WOMANCRAFT	‘Il est rare que la tête des rois soit faite à la mesure de leur couronne.’ IN the best room of the inn where Vincente and his tired companions sought a few hours’ rest there sat alone, and in thought, a woman of middle age. Somewhat stout, she yet had that air which arouses the atte...	{ "id": "5987" }
27	A NIGHT JOURNEY	‘Let me but bear your love, I’ll bear your cares.’ AT the cross-roads on the northern side of the river the two carriages parted company, the dusty equipage of General Vincente taking the road to Aranjuez that leads to the right and mounts steadily through olive groves. The other carriage—which, despite its plain and...	{ "id": "5987" }
28	THE CITY OF STRIFE	‘What lot is mine Whose foresight preaches peace, my heart so slow To feel it!’ THROUGH these quiet streets the party clattered noisily enough, for the rain had left the rounded stones slippery, and the horses were too tired for a sure step. There were no lights at the street corners, for all had been extingu...	{ "id": "5987" }
29	MIDNIGHT AND DAWN	‘I have set my life upon a cast And I will stand the hazard of the die.’ ‘EXCELLENCY,’ reported a man who entered the room at this moment, ‘they are bringing carts of fuel through the Calle de la Ciudad to set against the door and burn it.’ ‘To set against which door, my honest friend?’ ‘The great door on the...	{ "id": "5987" }
30	THE DAWN OF PEACE	‘Quien no ama, no vive.’ THE fall of Morella had proved to be, as many anticipated, the knell of the Carlist cause. Cabrera, that great general and consummate leader, followed Don Carlos, who had months earlier fled to France. General Espartero—a man made and strengthened by circumstances—was now at the height of his...	{ "id": "5987" }
1	THE TRUST.	"I brought them here as to a sanctuary." SOUTHEY. Most of us have heard of the sad times in the middle of the seventeenth century, when Englishmen were at war with one another and quiet villages became battlefields. We hear a great deal about King and Parliament, great lords and able generals, Cavaliers and Roundhe...	{ "id": "6006" }
2	THE STRAGGLERS.	"Trust me, I am exceedingly weary." SHAKESPEARE. John Kenton, though a Churchwarden, was, as has been said, a very small farmer, and the homestead was no more than a substantial cottage, built of the greystone of the country, with the upper story projecting a little, and reached by an outside stair of stone. The farm...	{ "id": "6006" }
3	KIRK RAPINE.	"When impious men held sway and wasted Church and shrine." LORD SELBORNE. Patience, in her tight little white cap, sat spinning by the door, rocking the cradle with her foot, while Rusha sometimes built what she called houses with stones, sometimes trotted to look down the lane to see whether father and the lads were...	{ "id": "6006" }
4	THE GOOD CAUSE.	"And their Psalter mourneth with them O'er the carvings and the grace, Which axe and hammer ruin In the fair and holy place." Bp. CLEVELAND COXE. When next John Kenton went into Bristol to market he tried to discover what had become of Mr. Holworth, but could only make out something about his being ...	{ "id": "6006" }
5	DESOLATION.	"They shot him dead at the Nine Stonerig, Beside the headless Cross; And they left him lying in his blood, Upon the moor and moss." SURTEES. More and more soldiers might be seen coming down the roads towards the town, not by any means always looking as gay as that first troop. Some of the feathers w...	{ "id": "6006" }
6	LEFT TO THEMSELVES.	"One look he cast upon the bier, Dashed from his eye the gathering tear, Then, like the high bred colt when freed First he essays his fire and speed, He vanished---" SCOTT. Steadfast was worn and wearied out with grief and slept heavily, knowing at first that hi...	{ "id": "6006" }
7	THE HERMIT'S GULLEY.	"O Bessie Bell and Mary Grey, They were twa bonnie lasses-- They digged a bower on yonder brae, And theek'd it o'er wi' rashes." BALLAD. Steadfast slept soundly on the straw with Toby curled up by his side till the morning light was finding its way in through all the chinks of his rude little hovel....	{ "id": "6006" }
8	STEAD IN POSSESSION.	"At night returning, every labour sped, He sits him down, the monarch of a shed." GOLDSMITH. Another day made it certain that the garrison of Bristol had surrendered to the besiegers. A few shots were heard, but they were only fired in rejoicing by the Royalists, and while Steadfast was studying his barley fiel...	{ "id": "6006" }
9	WINTRY TIMES.	"Thrice welcome may such seasons be, But welcome too the common way, The lowly duties of the day." There was of course much to do. Steadfast visited his hoard and took from thence enough to purchase churn, spinning wheel, and the few tools that he most needed; but it was not soon that Patience could sit d...	{ "id": "6006" }
10	A TERRIBLE HARVEST DAY.	"There is a reaper, whose name is death." LONGFELLOW. Spring came at last, cold indeed but dry, and it brought calves, and kids, and lambs, and little pigs, besides eggs and milk. The creatures prospered for two reasons no doubt. One was that Stead and Patience always prayed for a blessing on them, and the other was ...	{ "id": "6006" }
11	THE FORTUNES OF WAR.	"Hear and improve, he pertly cries, I come to make a nation wise." GAY Very early in the morning, before indeed anyone except Patience was stirring, Steadfast set forth in search of Roger Fitter to consult him about the poor child who was fast asleep beside Jerusha; and propose to him to take her into Bristol t...	{ "id": "6006" }
12	FAREWELL TO THE CAVALIERS.	[Illustration: Farewell To The Cavaliers] "If no more our banners shew Battles won and banners taken, Still in death, defeat, and woe, Ours be loyalty unshaken." SCOTT The next day the whole family turned out to gather in the corn. Rusha was making attempts at reaping, while Emlyn played with...	{ "id": "6006" }
13	GODLY VENN'S TROOP.	"Ye abbeys and ye arches, Ye old cathedrals dear, The hearts that love you tremble, And your enemies have cheer." BP. CLEVELAND COXE. "What would Jeph say?" was the thought of both Steadfast and Patience, as Emlyn ran about with Rusha and Ben, making herself tolerably happy and enlivening them all a...	{ "id": "6006" }
14	THE QUESTION.	"Dogged as does it." --TROLLOPE. "Stead, Stead," cried Rusha, running up to him, as he was slowly digging over his stubble field to prepare it for the next crop, "the soldiers are in Elmwood." "Yes," said Emlyn, coming up at the same time, "they are knocking about everything in the church and pulling up the floor."...	{ "id": "6006" }
15	A TABLE OF LOVE IN THE WILDERNESS.	"Yet along the Church's sky Stars are scattered, pure and high; Yet her wasted gardens bear Autumn violets, sweet and rare, Relics of a Spring-time clear, Earnests of a bright New Year." KEBLE No more was heard or seen of Jephthah, or of Captain Venn's troop. The garrison within Bristol ...	{ "id": "6006" }
16	A FAIR OFFER.	"We be content," the keepers said, "We three and you no less, Then why should we of you be afraid, As we never did transgress." ROBIN HOOD BALLAD. Steadfast was busy weeding the little patch of barley that lay near the ruins of the old farm house with little Ben basking round him. The great carefuln...	{ "id": "6006" }
17	THE GROOM IN GREY.	"Heroes and kings, in exile forced to roam, Leave swelling phrase and seven-leagued words at home." SCOTT. Another summer and winter had gone by and harvest time had come again, when Steadfast with little Ben, now seven years old, for company, took two sacks of corn to be ground at the mill, where the skirmish ...	{ "id": "6006" }
18	JEPH'S GOOD FORTUNE.	"Still sun and rain made emerald green the loveliest fields on earth, And gave the type of deathless hope, the little shamrock, birth." IRISH BALLAD. The King's visit left traces. Emlyn had become far more restless and consciously impatient of the dullness and seclusion of the Hermit's Gulley. Not only did she, as...	{ "id": "6006" }
19	PATIENCE.	"I'm the wealthy miller yet." TENNYSON. Most devoted was the diligence with which Steadfast toiled and saved with the hope before him. Since the two young girls were no longer at home, and Ben had grown into a strong lad, Stead held that many little indulgences might be dispensed with, one by one, either because they...	{ "id": "6006" }
20	EMLYN'S SERVICE.	"Oh, blind mine eye that would not trace, And deaf mine ear that would not heed The mocking smile upon her face, The mocking voice of greed." LEWIS CARROLL. When Lady-day came round, Steadfast found to his delight and surprise a little figure dancing out to meet him from Mrs. Lightfoot's. "There, ...	{ "id": "6006" }
21	THE ASSAULT OF THE CAVERN.	"By all description this should be the place. Who's here?" SHAKESPEARE. Harvest was over, and the autumn evenings were darkening. It was later than the usual bed time, but Patience had a piece of spinning which she was anxious to finish for the weaver who took all her yarn, and Stead was reading Dr. Eales's gift of t...	{ "id": "6006" }
22	EMLYN'S TROTH.	"Woman's love is writ in water, Woman's faith is traced in sand." AYTOUN. Day after day Steadfast Kenton lingered between life and death, and though the external wound healed, there was little relief to the deeper injury which could not be reached, and which the damps and chills of autumn and winter could only ...	{ "id": "6006" }
23	FULFILMENT.	"My spirit heats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory glides, And mingles with the stars." TENNYSON. The year 1660 had come, and in the autumn, just as harvest was over, and the trees on the slopes were taking tints of red, yellow, and brown, an elderly clergyman, staff in hand, came slowly up th...	{ "id": "6006" }
1	THE SCENE.	The stormy and rugged winds of March were overblown--the first fresh smiling days of April had come at last--the days of sunshine and shower, of fitful breezes, the breath of blossoms, and the newly-awakened song of birds. Spring was there in all the green and glory of her youth, and the bosom of Kentucky heaved with t...	{ "id": "6012" }
2	THE TRAVELLERS.	Let the traveller stand with us on the top of this rugged eminence, and look down upon the scene below. Around us, the hills gather in groups on every side, a family cluster, each of which wears the same general likeness to that on which we stand, yet there is no monotony in their aspect. The axe has not yet deprived t...	{ "id": "6012" }
3	THE STRONG-MINDED WOMAN.	The young maiden last met by our travellers, and whose appearance had so favorably impressed them, had not been altogether uninfluenced by the encounter. Her spirit was of a musing and perhaps somewhat moody character, and the little adventure related in our last chapter, had awakened in her mind a train of vague and p...	{ "id": "6012" }
4	SIMPLICITY AND THE SERPENT.	The mirth and music of Charlemont were enjoyed by others, but not by Margaret Cooper. The resolution not to share in the pleasures of the young around her, which she showed to her rustic lover, was a resolution firmly persevered in throughout the long summer which followed. Her wayward mood shut out from her contemplat...	{ "id": "6012" }
5	THE SERPENT IN THE GARDEN.	The concession made by Stevens, and which had produced an effect so gratifying upon his companion, was one that involved no sacrifices. The animal appetite of the young lawyer was, in truth, comparatively speaking, indifferent to the commodity which he discarded; and even had it been otherwise, still he was one of thos...	{ "id": "6012" }
6	THE TOAD ON THE ALTAR.	The next day was the sabbath. John Cross had timed his arrival at the village with a due reference to his duties, and after a minute calculation of days and distances, so that his spiritual manna might be distributed in equal proportions among his hungering flock. His arrival made itself felt accordingly, not simply in...	{ "id": "6012" }
7	THE GOOD YOUNG MAN IN MEDITATION.	Perhaps, it may be assumed, with tolerable safety, that no first villany is ever entirely deliberate. There is something in events to give it direction--something to egg it on--to point out time, place, and opportunity. Of course, it is to be understood that the actor is one, in the first place, wanting in the moral se...	{ "id": "6012" }
8	PAROCHIAL PERFORMANCES.	The poor, conceited blackguards of this ungracious earth have a fancy that there must be huge confusion and a mighty bobbery in nature, corresponding with that which is for ever going on in their own little spheres. If we have a toothache, we look for a change of weather; our rheumatism is a sure sign that God has made...	{ "id": "6012" }
9	HOW THE TOAD GRINS UPON THE ALTAR.	Shall we go the rounds with our pastor? Shall we look in upon him at Mrs. Thackeray's, while, obeying the suggestion of the widow Cooper, he purges her library of twenty volumes, casting out the devils and setting up the true gods? It is scarcely necessary. Enough to know that, under his expurgatorial finger, our belov...	{ "id": "6012" }
10	THE MOTHER'S GRIEFS.	The business upon which Mrs. Hinkley sought the chamber of her guest was a very simple one, and easily expressed. Not that she expressed it in few words. That is scarcely possible at any time with an ancient lady. But the long story which she told, when compressed into intelligible form, related to her son William. She...	{ "id": "6012" }
11	WRESTLING.	Alfred Stevens, as he walked behind his young companion, observed him with a more deliberate survey than he had yet taken. Hitherto, the young man had challenged but little of his scrutiny. He had simply noted him for a tall youth, yet in the green, who appeared of a sulky, retiring nature, and whose looks had seemed t...	{ "id": "6012" }
12	THE MASTER AND HIS PUPILS.	The course of the young rustic was pursued for half a mile further till he came to a little cottage of which the eye could take no cognizance from any part of the village. It was embowelled in a glen of its own--a mere cup of the slightly-rising hills, and so encircled by foliage that it needed a very near approach of ...	{ "id": "6012" }
13	THE HISTORY OF A FAILURE.	The route, which conducted them--over a range of gently-ascending hills, through groves tolerably thick, an uncleared woodland tract comprising every variety of pleasant foliage, at length brought them to a lonely tarn or lake, about a mile in circumference, nestled and crouching in the hollow of the hills, which, in s...	{ "id": "6012" }

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