Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 1, 2025
When I find the villain I reckon Wetzel an' I'll swing him to some tree." The borderman's voice rang sharp and cold, and when he ceased speaking she sank back upon the step, shocked, speechless, to gaze up at him with staring eyes. "Don't look so, lass; don't be frightened," he said, his voice gentle and kind as it had been hard. He took her hand in his.
Jonathan knew then that his trial had but begun; that the pain and suffering of a borderman's broken pride and conquered spirit was nothing; that to steel his heart against the joy, the sweetness, the longing of love was everything. So a tumult raged within his heart.
The day was growing short. Already shadows lay in the glens. He would not long have light enough to follow the trail; but he hurried on hoping to find the person who made it before darkness came. He had not traveled many paces before learning that the one who made it was lost. The uncertainty in those hasty steps was as plain to the borderman's eyes, as if it had been written in words on the sand.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking