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Updated: May 25, 2025


It was an inexpressible pleasure to see these lakes, and a mental torment not to be able to paint them better. I had been riding alone or walking by the side of my horse during the night, and arrived at the lake shore by the guidance of a star. I wrote down my first impression next day, and have kept the words.

It was a beautiful afternoon, warm and sunny; and after walking about a mile, we had a fine view of Loch Lomond, and of the mountains around and beyond it, Ben Lomond among the rest. It is vain, at a week's distance, to try to remember the shapes of mountains; so I shall attempt no description of them, and content myself with saying that they did not quite come up to my anticipations.

So long as I went softly they would serve, but not for hard walking. I went to the shoemaker in Hacker Street, but he would not promise any repairs for me under forty-eight hours. I got back home about five minutes to three, resolved to start by the five train for Birmingham in any case, but still dissatisfied about my money.

"He's gotta look that way until someone marries him," would come the reply. "Hasn't that plot already been done?" the girl would say, walking off in another direction. But, hey, this is a fairy tale and I'm in a good mood so let's say that finally, after many rejections, the young man found a nice girl who actually loved him as he was.

"The coroner locked and sealed the desk, and put all the loose papers in it," said the policeman. There were two windows to the library, and one was close to the side porch, the roof of which the detective had examined from above. A person dropping from above could easily have entered the library by the window, thus saving himself the trouble of walking through the halls and down the stairs.

"He had not expected the Duke of Maine till the next day, when he saw him come walking into his room, and only holding by the hand of his governess; he was transported with joy.

"It was but last week that I had the honour of dining with my friend, Lord St. Vincent, and I took occasion to mention you to him. I may tell you that your name is not forgotten at the Admiralty, sir, and I hope that I may see you soon walking the poop of a 74-gun ship of your own. So this is my nephew, is it?"

At this the King stopped, and, turning round, a thing he scarcely ever did in walking, replied, "If that be so, I am not noble, for I have discoursed with him long, he has spoken to me with much good sense, and I assure you he is far from being mad."

"Perhaps some of your family will, some day, brother William John." "Happen, some of my family do, brother Anthony!" "Will is what I said, brother William John; if good gals, and civil, and marry decently eh?" and he faced about to Rhoda who was walking with Miss Wicklow. "What does she look so down about, my dear? Never be down.

"You got such luck with your roses, Hattie; it's wonderful!" They were beneath a climbing bush of them that ran along, glorifying a wooden fence. She pulled a fan of them to her face. "M-m-m-m!" "I must spray for worms to-morrow," he said. They resumed their soft walking in the gloom. "Where's Effie?" "Telephoning."

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