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Updated: May 31, 2025
After all this abuse of the giant thistle, the Cardo asnal of the natives and Carduus mariana of the botanists, it may sound odd to say that a "thistle year" was a blessing in some ways.
"Yes, I have brought sorrow and unrest into your peaceful life. Will you give me up; will you break the bonds that are between us; and once more be free and happy?" "Cardo," was all her answer, in a pained tone, as she placed her hand in his, "what are you talking about?" "Nonsense, love, foolish nonsense.
A muslin curtain fluttered in the evening breeze, on which came the sound of a voice. Cardo knew it at once. It was Valmai singing at her work, and he longed to break through the elder bushes and call her attention. He was so near that he could even hear the words of her song, softly as they were sung. She was interrupted by a querulous voice. "Valmai," it said in Welsh, "have you written that?"
"No, no!" said the old man, "Gwen will look after the cakes; you light the candle, and come on with the book." How Cardo longed to spring in through the lattice window, to fling the old books away, and to draw the reader out into the gold and purple sunset out over the breezy cliffs, and down to the golden sands; but the strong bonds of circumstances held him back.
I did not like it, Cardo; though I thought I was perfectly indifferent to my child, I shrank from the sight of the tear on your hand, and hoped it did not prognosticate evil for you. "Agnes was too ill to see me until the next day, when Betto said she was calling for me.
The twilight had darkened much since he had left the town, but the moonlight showed him the graceful pose of the head, the light, springy tread, and the mass of golden hair which escaped from the red hood covering her head. Cardo took off his cap. "Good-night to you," he said. "I hope I have not frightened you by so persistently trying to catch you." "Good-night," said the girl.
"Let us follow the path," said Ellis stoutly; "it seems to lead straight by the back of the house, and that old ivy-covered barn looks tempting, and suggestive of a beautiful sketch." Cardo hesitated. "Come along, Cardo; not all the Methodist preachers in the world can frighten me back when I am on the track of a pretty picture." In the old ivy-covered barn they found Valmai.
Why, that must be Essec!" and this discovery was followed by a burst of rumbling laughter, which set Valmai more at her ease. "But never mind who he is, here you are, and here you shall be happy. Ay'll take your parts, may dears. Ay'll see that nothing comes between you any more." "And you will keep our secret, uncle, until Cardo comes back?" "Of course, child.
"Well, if he is alive," said his uncle, "your good news will make up to him for all the past! We'll have some happy days in the old country yet. You must get married, Cardo, and settle down near us!" "I am married," said Cardo, with a whole-hearted laugh at Dr. Belton's look of astonishment. "Married!" said the doctor, "I never suspected that!
The clear, cold moon looked down between the scudding clouds upon her straightened form, the wind roared above them, and the lashing fury of the waves still filled the air; but Valmai lay white and still. Cardo looked round in vain for help; no one was near, even the fishermen had safely bolted their doors, and shut out the wild stormy night.
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