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But the Montauk edged away from these highlands, and shaped her course towards a long low spit of sand, that lay several miles to the northward of them. In this direction, fifty small sail were gathering into, or diverging from, the pass, their high, gaunt-looking canvas resembling so many church towers on the plains of Lombardy. These were coasters, steering towards their several havens.
Night, shadow, loud winds, winter these were inimical; with these came the death pack, stealthy and untiring, following for ever the trail of the defenceless. Sunlight, soft airs, bright colours, kindness these were beneficent havens to flee into. Such was the essence of her creed, the only creed she held, and it lay darkly in her heart, never expressed even to herself.
Montague was reminded of the story of the Roman emperor who pointed out that money had no smell. "Maybe not," said the Major. "But all the same, if you were superstitious, you might make out an argument from the Havens fortune. Take that poor girl who married the Count."
But I will turn again and shew you other ways a man may pass more by land, and namely for them that may not suffer the savour of the sea, but is liefer to go by land, if all it be the more pain. From a man be entered into the sea he shall pass till one of the havens of Lumbardy, for there is the best making of purveyance of victuals; or he may pass to Genoa or Venice or some other.
There are now a number of these coöperative bird havens established and cared for in practically the same way. One is in Cincinnati, another in Ithaca, New York, and still another at Greenwich, Connecticut. Birdcraft Sanctuary.
Then he was far from certain that he was pursuing an enemy at all, whatever distrust the signals may have excited, since she had clearly come out of a friendly port. Bastia, too, lay within a few hours' run, and there was the whole of the east coast of Corsica, abounding with small bays and havens, in which a vessel of that size might take refuge if pressed.
But what brought the guests to Castle Havens was the casino, so the Major had remarked. It was really a private athletic club with tan-bark hippodrome, having a ring the size of that in Madison Square Garden, and a skylight roof, and thirty or forty arc-lights for night events.
Years before this step was taken he had married Miss Hetty H. Havens, of Lyons, N. Y., and raised a family of children, among them J. P. Robison, the subject of this sketch, who was born in Ontario county, on the 23rd of January, 1811.
Now suddenly his heart warmed to the great organization of Christian women who had established these havens for homeless ones in the heart of the great cities. He looked up at the girl as she was passing the coffee on the other side of the table, but not a flicker of an eyelash showed she recognized him.
She knew, but she wanted to see if he would tell a story which showed so plainly his own ruthlessness. He hesitated, but only for a moment. "There was a man named Havens. He had a reputation as a bad man, and I reckon he deserved it if brand blotting, mail rustling, and shooting citizens are the credentials to win that title.
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