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Updated: July 19, 2025

We travelled slowly back toward the Stone Coal. Far away a candle in some driver's window twinkled for a moment and was shut out by the trees. In the low land a fog was rising, a climbing veil of grey, that seemed to feel its path along the sloping hillside. I heard the boom of the Stone Coal tumbling over the welts in its bedding as we turned down toward the old Alestock mill.

Melville Davisson Post - Dwellers in the Hills

I stopped at the old Alestock mill where Ben's Run goes trickling into the Stone Coal, climbed down from El Mahdi and washed my face in the water, and then passed the rein under my arm and sat down in the road to await the arrival of my companions.

Melville Davisson Post - Dwellers in the Hills