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You know, the little dark clouds walk alone upon the mountain tops at sunset as you said, Angela they are like trees, and sometimes like faces, and sometimes like the shadows of little bent gipsies.... I used to look at the mountains and think: 'What am I about, to be so worried and so small, in sight of such an enormous storm of mountains under a gold sky? I think of those rocks often at night, standing just as we left them, all by themselves, under that unnatural moon, it was an unnatural moon on the edge of the world there, all by themselves, with no watching eyes to spoil them, as Pinehurst used to say, not even one's own eyes.... You'll say that adventure my one adventure was impossible, Meta.
We stayed in a blacksmith's spare room on the desert of Wyoming, but even that horizon seemed a little higher than we, and one clear day, in a pink sunrise, we saw something that might have been a dream, my dears, and might have been the Rockies. Pinehurst couldn't stand that, we pushed west so tahsome. We climbed a little narrow track up a mountain, in a light buggy that a goldminer lent us.
Ellins down at Pinehurst, five or six years back, when he broke into the game, and I read Grant Rice's dope on it more or less reg'lar." "But you haven't played golf yourself, have you?" he goes on. "No," says I, "I've never indulged in the Scottish rite to any extent. Just a few swipes with a club." "Then I'm afraid," he begins, "that you will hardly "
So he and Sara drifted out of youth, together yet apart. Her mother had died, and Sara was the gracious, stately mistress of Pinehurst, which grew quieter as the time went on; the lovers ceased to come, and holiday friends grew few; with the old colonel's failing health the gaieties and lavish entertaining ceased.
Pinehurst said the East was full of little obstacles, and people's eyes had sucked all the secrets out of the horizon, he said. I like Cape Cod, but he said there was always a wall of sea round those flat wet places.
That night, when he told his mother of the little girl he had met on the hill, she had hoped anxiously that he had been "very polite," for the little girl was a daughter of Colonel Stuart, newly come to Pinehurst. Jeffrey, reflecting, had not been certain that he had been polite; "But I am sure she liked me," he said gravely. A few days later a message came from Mrs. Stuart on the hill to Mrs.
He founded two towns in North Carolina, Cary and Aberdeen; in the City of Raleigh he constructed hotels and other buildings; his enterprising and restless spirit opened up Moore County which includes the Pinehurst region; he scattered his logging camps and his sawmills all over the face of the earth; and he constructed a railroad through the pine woods that made him a rich man.
"Pinehurst my husband, he is a doctor, you know had that same passion for seeing further. He was often ill in London. I said it was asthma, but he said it was not being able to see far enough. We were in America for Rrchud's birth, and Pinehurst insisted on going West. I took the precaution of having a good nurse with me.
She left it unresistingly in his clasp. "I am very lonely now, Jeff," she said sadly. "Father has gone. I have no friends left." "You have me," said Jeffrey quietly. "Yes. I shouldn't have said that. You are my friend, I know, Jeff. But, but I must leave Pinehurst, you know." "I learned that tonight for the first time," he answered.
I mean I am going down there to-morrow for a month, one day for golf at Pinehurst, the next day for clearing land with an oil locomotive, ripping up stumps! Every day for life out-of-doors and every night, too. I'm going to grow dasheens. You know what a dasheen is? It's a Trinidad potato, which keeps and tastes like a sweet potato stuffed with chestnuts.
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