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bears the mark of its antiquity; and the name appears in another, which common report attributes to Thomas of Ercildoune himself I cannot say how truly, and which some have applied I dare not say with how much justice to the events of this narration: Twa Duries in Durrisdeer, Ane to tie and ane to ride, An ill day for the groom And a waur day for the bride.
Snipe hadn't said anything to me, except that he admired me very much, and that I was pretty, too pretty to work so hard, and that I ought to live like a lady, and a good deal more of that kind of talk that I was silly enough to listen to; but when he found Jim was gone, first, he made fun of him for 'being such a great fool as to go and be shot at for nothing, and then he O Miss Ercildoune, I can't tell you what he said; it makes me choke just to think of it.
They had each for those two who had lain dead together in the streets of New York the strongest and tenderest love, and though it was not a tie about which they could talk, it bound them together as with chains of steel. Russell was with Ercildoune at the time of the wedding, and entered into it heartily, as they all did. The result was, as has been written, the gayest and merriest of times.
"'Tis an old tale, and often told." That evening some people who were near them were talking about it, and that made Tom ask Clara if her friend was in the habit of doing startling things. "Should you think so to look at her now?" queried Clara, looking across the room to where Miss Ercildoune stood. "Indeed I shouldn't," Tom replied; and indeed no one would who saw her then.
"'As he should, said his officer. 'Ercildoune has brains enough to stock a regiment, and refinement, and genius, and cultivation that would assure him the highest position in society or professional life anywhere out of America.
There had been with us British, from the twelfth century, Thomas of Ercildoune in the north, and many monkish local prophets for every part of the island; but latterly England had no terrific prophet, unless, indeed Nixon of the Vale Royal in Cheshire, who uttered his dark oracles sometimes with a merely Cestrian, sometimes with a national reference.
"Before she turned, I walked to another window, wishing to give her time to recover calmness, or at least self-control, and was at once absorbed in contemplating a gentleman whom I felt assured to be Mr. Ercildoune.
The bit of paper which Ercildoune had placed on the window-ledge fluttered to the ground on the outer side, and, looking at Tom, Robert said quietly, "1860 or 1865? is the war ended?" "No!" answered Tom, taking his arm, and walking away. "No, my friend! so you and I will continue in the service." "Not ended; it is true! how and when will it be closed?"
I cannot speak about that, but you will understand all that I wish to say. I have twice once by letter, once by speech let her know this and my desire to call her wife. She has twice refused, absolutely. You think this should cut off all hope?" Ercildoune had been watching him closely. "If she does not love you," he answered, at the pause. "I do not know.
Ercildoune, putting out his one hand with a gesture of entreaty, with a tone in his voice, and a look in his face, irresistible to hear and behold. Ercildoune took the hand, and held it in a close, firm grasp. Some strong emotion shook him. The expression, a combination of sadness and scorn, which commonly held possession of his eyes, went out of them, leaving them radiant.
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