Under the Storm by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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stragglers. Nor did anyone feel capable of uttering a prayer aloud,
and thus the only sound at that strange sad funeral was the low boom of a midnight gun fired in the beleaguered city. Then Patience with Rusha and the baby were taken home by kind old Goody Grace, while the smith called the two lads into his house. CHAPTER VI. 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 his brother was tossing about a good deal, but soon losing all perception, and not waking till on that summer morning the sun had made some progress in the sky. Then he came to the sad recollection of the last dreadful day, and |
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