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Updated: May 6, 2025
It was only when the fire burned out and left its charred coals in the iron grate-bars and on the hearth that they went to bed, the one to rest in the dreamless sleep that follows in the path of honest toil, and the other to wake often from his feverish slumber and stare down into the block of moonlight that fell across his bed through the half-curtained window of the room, and wonder whether he had just dreamed it all, or whether he had, indeed, at last, a birthright and a name.
A swing-lamp shone down upon a white-covered table; and upon the table were bread and cheese and biscuits, with a jug of water and glasses. Alongside the table ran two bunks, half-curtained, clean, cosy and inviting. "Say what yer like," said Tilda half an hour later as, having selected their bunks, the children composed themselves to sleep, "but Bill 'as the 'ead of the two."
This, too, was half-curtained and dim, for it was six o'clock. Winifred threw off her coat that scent again! then stood, as if shot, transfixed against the bed-rail. Something dark had risen from the sofa in the far corner. A word of horror in her family escaped her: "God!" "It's I Monty," said a voice.
Probably in thinking of these, he put them at the moment in reverse order. "Damn him!" he suddenly exploded: and it was not little Hare that he cursed. "Damn his soul!" In the next breath, the boss suddenly ducked, and disappeared from the half-curtained window altogether.
This, too, was half-curtained and dim, for it was six o'clock. Winifred threw off her coat that scent again! then stood, as if shot, transfixed against the bed-rail. Something dark had risen from the sofa in the far corner. A word of horror in her family escaped her: "God!" "It's I Monty," said a voice.
A lean and seasoned crew, dust-stained from many a wild ride, burned by the border sun, they watched the new-comer with eyes half-curtained, like the eyes of peering eagles, by straight lids. They welcomed him with a few terse questions as to where he had come from and what the troops were doing over at the new post.
O, IT is life! departed days Fling back their brightness while I gaze 'Tis Emma's self this brow so fair, Half-curtained in this glossy hair, These eyes, the very home of love, The dark thin arches traced above, These red-ripe lips that almost speak, The fainter blush of this pure cheek, The rose and lily's beauteous strife It is ah, no! 'tis all but life.
The entrance was by a dark archway, overhung by the upper stories of the building, down which he could see a reddish glow coming and going, now faint now bright, against the dead wall to the left. Passing cautiously down this passage, he soon found that the glow was projected through a half-curtained window to the right, and was caused by the dancing light of a pleasant fire of logs within.
Behind a heavy pine table, on which stands a flickering tallow-candle, and leaning against a half-curtained window on which the sleet and winter's blast beat drearily, sits a woman of some forty years of age, clad in a dress of dark, coarse stuff, resting her head on her hand, and seeming unmindful of all about her. She was the widow of Thomas W. Barber, one of the victims of the Kansas war.
Then he turned quickly, for the frightened woman had emitted a sharp scream, as her bull-necked companion, with the vigor of a new and desperate resolution, bodily caught her up and thrust her into the gloom of the half-curtained carriage. "Oh, Jim, Jim, don't let him take me!" she cried mysteriously to the man she had just robbed.
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