kaudren

Updated: May 28, 2025

In this primitive dwelling which was not, however, more rude than many of the fishermen's cottages along the coast there lived, a few years since, three persons: old Aimée Kaudren, aged seventy, who with her snow-white cap and sabots, and her keen clear-cut face, might have been seen any day in or near the cottage, cutting the gorse-bushes that grew about the rocks for firing, leading the cow home from her scanty bit of grazing, kneeling on the stone edge of the pond by the well, to wash the clothes, or within doors cooking the soup in the huge cauldron that stood on the granite hearth.

S. Elizabeth Hall - A Loose End and Other Stories