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Updated: June 2, 2025
He had found himself replying to a question asked of him in Heddington, as to how he knew that there was a God, in the words of a Muslim quoted by his uncle: "As I know by the tracks in the sand whether a Man or Beast has passed there, so the heaven with its stars, the earth with its fruits, show me that God has passed."
I have heard the Rev. Mr. Brown, himself an actor in the scene, relate the story of the fight at Heddington, in which three colonists, assisted by two women, were attacked at daybreak by five hundred natives, many of whom were armed with muskets. Zion Harris and Mr. Demery were the marksmen, while the clergyman assumed the duty of loading the guns.
"You are with Lady Eglington now, I have heard?" he asked. She nodded. "It was hard for you in London at first?" She met his look steadily. "It was easy in a way. I could see round me what was the right thing to do. Oh, that was what was so awful in the old life over there at Heddington," she pointed beyond the hill, "we didn't know what was good and what was bad.
After visiting Jasper Kimber at Heddington, as I came back over the hill by the path we all took that day after the Meeting Ebn Ezra Bey, my father, Elder Fairley, and thee and me I drew near the chairmaker's but where thee lived alone all those sad months. It was late evening; the sun had set.
He was once a sailor and a fighting man." A look of blank surprise ran slowly along the faces of the Elders. They were in a fog of misunderstanding and reprobation. "While yet my father" he looked at Luke Claridge, whom he had ever been taught to call his father "shared the great business at Heddington, and the ships came from Smyrna and Alexandria, I had some small duties, as is well known.
Getting out of the train at Heddington, he made up his mind to walk home by the road that David had taken on his return from Egypt, and he left word at the station that he would send for his luggage. His first objective was Soolsby's hut, and, long before he reached it, darkness had fallen. From a light shining through the crack of the blind he knew that Soolsby was at home.
He had, however, gone to Heddington to learn further news of the massacre. He was thinking of his Uncle Benn-all else could wait. His anxiety was infinitely greater than that of Luke Claridge, for his mind had been disturbed by frequent premonitions; and those sudden calls in his sleep-his uncle's voice ever seemed to be waking him at night.
There were sly lines of humour about the mouth of the wizened Elder as he spoke, but Luke Claridge did not see. "Pride is far from his heart," he answered portentously. "He will ride in no chariot. He has written that he will walk here from Heddington, and none is to meet him." "He will come by the cross-roads, perhaps," rejoined the other piously.
But the chief things that matter to all, does thee not know that a 'silly Quaker village' may realise them to the full more fully because we see them apart from the thousand little things that do not matter? I remember a thing in political life that mattered. It was at Heddington after the massacre at Damascus.
I punished him why enlarge?" "Thee is guilty?" "I did the thing." "That is one charge against thee. There are others. Thee was seen to drink of spirits in a public-house at Heddington that day. Twice thrice, like any drunken collier." "Twice," was the prompt correction.
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