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Garthowen - A Story of a Welsh Homestead by Allen Raine
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long years to smother the hopes which awoke in my heart when I was last
at home. Don't awake them again, lest they should master me; unless
you have some gleam of hope to give me."

Sara laughed joyfully.

"Well, now, how much will satisfy thee?"

"D'ye think, Sara, she could ever be brought to love me?"

"Well," she said mischievously, "thee canst try, Gethin. Come home and
try, man!"

"What day is it to-day? 'Tis Tuesday; I'll only stop to settle with
Captain Price, and I'll come home, Sara. Wilt stop for me?"

"No, no, I have been too long from home. Tomorrow the _Fairy Queen_ is
going back, and I will go with her. I can trust thee, my boy, to
follow me soon."

"Dei anwl! Yes! the ship's hawser wouldn't keep me back! I'll be down
there one of these next days. I'll cheer the old man up--and Sara,
woman, I have money to lay out on the farm. 'Tis too long a story to
tell thee now, how a man I helped a bit in the hospital at Montevideo
died, and left me all his money, 500 pounds! I didn't care a
cockleshell for it, but to-day I am beginning to be glad of it.
There's glad I'll be to see the old place again! Mrs. Jones," he
shouted, "come here and hear the good news. Didn't I tell you years
ago I was going home to Garthowen, to the cows and the sheep and the
cawl! and so I am then, and it is this good little woman who has
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