Two Maiden Aunts

Two Maiden Aunts

THE MAVIS AND THE MERLIN. Price 2s. MY GOD-DAUGHTER. Price 2s. MOOR AND MOSS. Price 2s. 6d. FOR KING AND HOME. Price 2s. 6d. MISTRESS PHIL. Price 2s. A LITTLE CANDLE. Price 3s. 6d. FAIRMEADOWS FARM. Price 2s. ST. HELEN'S WELL. Price 2s. NATIONAL SOCIETY'S DEPOSITORY, SANCTUARY, WESTMINSTER. S.W. t was seven o'clock on an autumn morning nearly a hundred years ago. A misty October morning, when the meadows looked grey with the heavy dew, and the sky was only just beginning to show pale blue through the haze which veiled it. There was a certain little hamlet, just a few cottages clustered together beside a country road, where the world seemed hardly yet awake. The road ran across a wide common, where the cows and horses and geese wandered about pretty much as they chose, and the blackberries grew as they grow only on waste ground. The blackberry season was pretty nearly over, and the damp had taken the taste out of those which the village children had left, but the dewy nights were still warm enough to bring up the mushrooms like fairy tables in all directions, and there was at least one gatherer from the village who had been astir an hour ago, for the common was a well-known mushroom ground, and early birds had the best chance. He was coming back now with a goodly basketful, shaking showers of dew off the grass at every step and leaving a track of footmarks behind him. Through the mist he looked a sort of giant, but he was only a tall, sturdy lad of seventeen, in a fustian jacket and the wide hat which countrymen used to wear in the days of our grandfathers. He turned off the common before he reached the village and went down a little lane, at the end of which stood a small gabled house, in a garden where the autumn flowers hung their heads under the heavy dew. There was a paddock behind the house where a cow was feeding, and a gate led through a yard to the back door, and thither the boy was turning when he noticed a little girl in homespun frock and sun-bonnet leaning over the garden gate, looking up rather wistfully at the shuttered windows of the house. She gave a great start as the boy came behind her and laid his hand suddenly on her shoulder. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

Product details

Ebook Number: 30498
Author: Debenham, Mary H.
Release Date: Nov 18, 2009
Format: eBook
Language: English

Contributors

Illustrator: Hammond, Gertrude Demain, 1862-1952