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Chapter 1 A NIGHTINGALE

Word Count: 3137    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

first with some surprise, and anger at his interference, yet in a very few minutes, unless he wanted to argue about it, probably he w

llen me; and perhaps if you care to look into them, you will admit that even now, when the world supposes itself to be in a state o

wealth and large estates, and such as the world looks up to; but sadly reduced, and crippled, and hard-pushed to make a living. And the burden of this task had fallen most heavily upon me, because I was the only son at home, and my father's mind was much too

though there were storms and swamps of loss and disaster, to cross continually, I was always at the point of getting on, if only there came just a little turn of luck. But that which seemed to baffle mainly my most choice endeavours, was that when I had done good work, and made goo

in England? And what had the dealers said to me? "Tut, tut! what call you that? Not so bad for an amateur. Try again, sir, try again. Sir Harold must grow it cheaper." And they made me not a

laugh at all I can do. Wait a bit, wait a bit, my friends. We are

e miles an hour, whenever his head was homeward. It was in that pleasant direction now; and much as I longed for a gentle glide of the soft May breeze around me, and a leisurely gaze at the love of the year, now telling its tale in the valleys, that old fellow (sniffing his oats leagues away) cared for nothing

s four legs, which had been going like two, began to go like a figure of four, and he gave me to understand through the flaps of leather, that his heart was repentant of havin

dvantage and our own; and now at the age of twenty-five, I should have known better than to begin. But some strange impulse (whic

was not there now, though a double mortice-hole gave token of its late existence. And the lane towards the right, of which it should have told us, seemed rather desirous of evading notice, and certainly had received

retty well, because an old fox had been fond of it, whom we never brought to book, when the hounds were kept at Crogate Park. How he had beaten us we never knew, beyond having fifty opinions about it, of which only two were in favour with th

began to descend steep places broken with slippery falls of rock, while branches of thicket and sapling trees shook hands overhead, and shut out the sky. My horse, who had never been down on his knees, and knew perhaps by instinct the result of that attitude in the eyes of men, was beginning to tremble exceedingly; and in

r into melody and the dull world into poetry, came through the arching bowers of spring, and made the crisp leaves tremulous. Then a

g to me. But he seemed to be one of those that love mankind (as the genial robin-redbreast does), or at any rate desire to be thought of

r he was always friendly-when the music that should lead my life, in the purest strain came through the air. It was

m to me fit to compare with the limpid beauty of that voice. And more than the sweetest sounds can do, that indite of things beyond us

ated; and as soon as I rather felt than knew that I was listening to some simple hymn, I became almost as a little child inhaling his first ideas

ut I hope that fair ladies will forgive me, when I confess that I stepped very gently, avoiding every dry twig and stone, across the brown hollow that is generally found

ough this dark screen I peered, and beheld a vision that amazed me. Along a fair meadow that bent towards the west, and offered a slim tree here and there-like a walking-stick for evening-the gentle light of day's departure came quite horizont

d mullions flowed the silvery light of the west and fell upon the face of a kneeling maiden. The profile, as perfect as that of a statue, yet with the tender curves of youth, more like the softness of a cameo, was

graceful neck, and gathered her pale grey robe around her. It was not such a dress as English ladies according to the fashion of the moment wear, with pumpkin sleeves, or with wens upon their shoulders, and puckers, and gathers, and frizzles and scollops, in a mangle of angles and zig-zags. What it was

ce was partly obscured to me by the bend of her arm, but I fancied that she smiled, and was opening her lips to pronounce some words, when suddenly that horse Old Joe, who had been doing his best to lessen the burden of his maintenance, gave vent to a snort of approbation, not of the fair sight across the water-for that

she had placed on her head that strange affair which I had seen lying on the ground. To me it looked like an octagonal hat, with a long veil of gauze descending from it, resembling nothing that I had ever seen on a lady's head, to the best of my rem

and then to my great disappointment she was gone, seeming rather to float on the air than to walk with a definite stride,

ng in my heart as if I should never fill it with myself again. Something told me that the proper course, and the most manly and business-like, was to jump on my horse and

e withdrawal, in I went for more of that, of which I had taken too much already. I stuck Old Joe's bit into the hungry leather of his most voracious mouth, and came down on his back with a ponderous swing, and girded him with a hard grip of his b

fading into a faint and chill neutrality, the trees had no shadow, and, worst of all, no sign or even memory of any sweet passage among them. Only on the l

re? Still the whole of this land had been ours not more than a century ago, and a true Briton feels that he has his rights, however long he may have lost them. But it is not in his

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1 Chapter 1 A NIGHTINGALE2 Chapter 2 THE FAMILY3 Chapter 3 TOM ERRICKER4 Chapter 4 MR. STONEMAN5 Chapter 5 TICKNOR'S MEW6 Chapter 6 TRUE HYGIENE7 Chapter 7 KUBAN8 Chapter 8 THROUGH THE CORN9 Chapter 9 STRANGE SENSATIONS10 Chapter 10 UPON THE GROUND11 Chapter 11 S R IMAR.12 Chapter 12 IN THE BACKGROUND13 Chapter 13 SMILES AND TEARS14 Chapter 14 THE RUBY CROSS15 Chapter 15 No.1516 Chapter 16 INTERNATIONAL ELEMENTS17 Chapter 17 PEPPERCORNS18 Chapter 18 A LOVEBIRD19 Chapter 19 TO CLEAR THE WAY20 Chapter 20 NOT FOR SALE21 Chapter 21 VOICES OF THE VALLEY22 Chapter 22 IMAR'S TALE-WAR23 Chapter 23 IMAR'S TALE-LOVE24 Chapter 24 IMAR'S TALE-PEACE25 Chapter 25 IMAR'S TALE-CRIME26 Chapter 26 IMAR'S TALE-REVENGE27 Chapter 27 IMAR'S TALE-EXILE28 Chapter 28 SANGUINE STILL29 Chapter 29 LARGE AND LONG VIEWS30 Chapter 30 IN THE QUIET PLACES31 Chapter 31 PIT-A-PAT32 Chapter 32 A PAINFUL DUTY33 Chapter 33 TREMBLING34 Chapter 34 REJOICING35 Chapter 35 A RACE OF PLATERS36 Chapter 36 GONE, GONE, GONE37 Chapter 37 LOVERS MAKE MOAN38 Chapter 38 BLACK FRIDAY39 Chapter 39 FRANGI, NON FLECTI40 Chapter 40 TWAIN MORE THAN TWIN41 Chapter 41 A CROOKED BILLET42 Chapter 42 FAREWELL, SMILER43 Chapter 43 THE LAND OF MEDEA44 Chapter 44 THE LAND OF PROMETHEUS45 Chapter 45 AMONG THE GEMS46 Chapter 46 QUEEN MARVA47 Chapter 47 WOLF'S MEAT48 Chapter 48 USI, THE SVN49 Chapter 49 THE EYE OF GOD50 Chapter 50 TWO OLD FRIENDS51 Chapter 51 THE ROOT OF EVIL52 Chapter 52 STILL IN THE DARK53 Chapter 53 A RUTHLESS SCHEME54 Chapter 54 THE VALLEY OF RETRIBUTION55 Chapter 55 AT THE BAR56 Chapter 56 HARD IS THE FIGHT57 Chapter 57 BUT NOT IN VAIN