mountains!

Alfred came to tea, and then she had to tell them while she had
been. She described the beautiful white marble town, at the mouth of
the river, and said she wished they could all go and live there. Her
mother's face lighted up as it did when the golden sunset shone upon
it, and she said, "Ah, Rosamond, my home was once there, and there I
long to be again."

The father listened very thoughtfully. "Yes, it would be good to work
there, where all work together; we will go," he said at last. Alfred
decided to leave the mill and go with them.

They were all ready before the new moon was full, and leaving the
village, with its slow stream and low pastures behind, reached the
clear river, after a few days' travel. They walked along its high
banks, among stately groves, until they came to the marble town. The
people were glad to receive them, and they at once felt that they were
among friends.

Rosamond went down to the sea shore with her mother, to whom the ocean
breeze gave a new life; but it was really the old life revived; for
when she was a child, she had lived beside the sea, and in her inland
home had pined for the sight of the great waves.

As they were returning to the town, they met the old priest, who said
he had come to offer them part of his house to live in, but that they
must not live idly there; they must look about them, and decide what
they would like to do.