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"We are waiting for God!" said Alister at length. "Waiting is loving," answered Mercy. She leaned out, looking down to her heaven. The moon had been climbing the sky, veiled in a little cloud. The cloud vanished, and her light fell on the chief. "Have you been to a ball?" said Mercy. "No, Mercy. I doubt if there will be any dancing more in Strathruadh!" "Then why are you in court dress?"
Where Jesus, the Son of God, is there is my home! He is here, and he is over the sea, and my home is everywhere! I have lost my land and my country, but I take with me my people, and make no moan over my exile! Hearts are more than hills. Farewell Strathruadh of my childhood! Place of my dreams, I shall visit you again in my sleep!
Where Jesus, the Son of God, is there is my home! He is here, and he is over the sea, and my home is everywhere! I have lost my land and my country, but I take with me my people, and make no moan over my exile! Hearts are more than hills. Farewell Strathruadh of my childhood! Place of my dreams, I shall visit you again in my sleep!
On all sides the horizon was dark about the remnant of Clanruadh. Poorly as they lived in Strathruadh, they knew no place else where they could live at all. Separated, and so disabled from making common cause against want, they must perish! But their horizon was not heaven, and God was beyond it.
The glorious time she had herself seen would return, when Strathruadh could alone send out a regiment of the soldiers that may be defeated, but will not live to know it. The dream of her boys would come true! they would rebuild the old castle, and make it a landmark in the history of the highlands!
The glorious time she had herself seen would return, when Strathruadh could alone send out a regiment of the soldiers that may be defeated, but will not live to know it. The dream of her boys would come true! they would rebuild the old castle, and make it a landmark in the history of the highlands!
"It means, sir, that Strathruadh is to be given to the red deer, and the son of man have nowhere to lay his head. I am the first at your door with my sorrow, but before the day is over you will have " Here he named four or five who had received like notice to quit. "It is a sad business!" said the chief sorrowfully. "Is it law, sir?"
Brander, had begun to enclose their joint estates for a deer-forest, and had engaged men to act as curators. They were from the neighbourhood, but none of them belonged to Strathruadh, and not one knew the boundaries of the district they had to patrol; nor indeed were the boundaries everywhere precisely determined: why should they be, where all was heather and rock?
"We are waiting for God!" said Alister at length. "Waiting is loving," answered Mercy. She leaned out, looking down to her heaven. The moon had been climbing the sky, veiled in a little cloud. The cloud vanished, and her light fell on the chief. "Have you been to a ball?" said Mercy. "No, Mercy. I doubt if there will be any dancing more in Strathruadh!" "Then why are you in court dress?"
Brander, had begun to enclose their joint estates for a deer-forest, and had engaged men to act as curators. They were from the neighbourhood, but none of them belonged to Strathruadh, and not one knew the boundaries of the district they had to patrol; nor indeed were the boundaries everywhere precisely determined: why should they be, where all was heather and rock?
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