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In a corner by himself sat a weather-beaten old shepherd, singing with closed eyes, his shaggy head waving to and fro in time with the strain. Up in this lonesome glen those words had been his stay and comfort during a life of hardship. Like David of old, he had sung them on the mountainside, and they had been as a guide unto his feet, a lamp unto his eyes.
His letters, which, breathe of his uninterrupted, faithful filial love, have kept me alive ten long, lonesome and weary years; when I read his tender words, when he embraced me, all my hopes centred in the moment when we should meet again! But suddenly all letters ceased to arrive. I waited many a long day, weeks, months, but all in vain no news came.
"Yes, I'd say it's lonesome at times. You see, it isn't easy locating their tracks. And when you do locate 'em maybe you've got a long piece to travel before you come up with 'em. They get mighty wild running loose that way, and, hate being rounded up. Some of 'em show fight, and things get busy. No, it's not dead easy and it doesn't do making mistakes.
"Do you cook your own meals?" "Nobudy else ter do it." "And don't you get dreadfully lonesome at night?" "Who? Me? Guess not. What the Sam Hill is they to be lonesome over?" "There are no near neighbors, are there?" "Plenty.
A yell had shattered the quiet of the world not the high fox-hunting yell of the mountains, but something new and strange. Up the creek were strange lights. A loud laugh shattered the succeeding stillness a laugh she had never heard before in Lonesome Cove. Swiftly she ran back to the porch. Surely strange things were happening there.
Underhill had all her family together, and she was a happy woman. In truth she was very proud of Stephen's wife. Grandmother Van Kortlandt had come to make a visit. Aunt Katrina was down also staying with her son, as the two old ladies found it rather lonesome now that there were no active duties demanding their attention.
"How precious lonesome you must be, mewed up in the house all the time." "Yes, it is lonesome, but I wouldn't mind that if I thought father would ever get any better." "How is he this morning?" "Pretty low; I expect he is asleep. He said he was tired just before I went out." "I brought over something for you," said Ben, tugging away at his pocket.
I'll take you home, and in the future you can turn such work over to the regular charity organizations." He was crossing the room for his hat and overcoat. "Jove! I can't believe yet that you have actually been in such a mess and all by your lonesome, too."
"You won't be able to git over thar till long atter dark," she said, and she caught her breath so suddenly and so sharply that Hale turned to see what the matter was. She searched his face with her black eyes, which were like June's without the depths of June's. "I was just a-wonderin' if mebbe you wasn't the same feller that was over in Lonesome last fall." "Maybe I am my name's Hale."
It's kind o' lonesome here goin' along the street and lookin' people in the faces to see if you can see one you know. Lots of times I though I did see some one I knew but it wasn't. Good by, I'll write you soon again. Yours truly, "The second letter," Kate went on, "is written from the camp, Twentymile Camp, he calls it.
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